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“I still hate you,” I tell him, pushing a dark curl of hair off his forehead. He nods. “I know you do.”
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“God, I hate you.” His voice is a growl behind me: “No, you don’t.”
GROWLLLL OMG IM FALLIN
“I think it would have been delusional for me to think I could ever get this lucky.”
“I’m… thinking.” “Think out loud,” he says. “With me.”
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