“Practice what?” “Touching.” I swallow the imaginary gravel in my throat. “Kissing.” My hand reaches for his cheek. “Other stuff to make us look like real boyfriends.” “Other stuff? Are you telling me your family is expecting us to put on a porn show for them or something to prove our relationship? Because that’s all kinds of fucked up.” I chuckle. “Can I lie and say they’re expecting it? I don’t care if you think they’re fucked up if I get to do this.”
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