Zane Alksne

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I missed that laugh as much as I missed feeling his arms wrapped round me, or his lips on mine. We spoke all the time – video chat, Snapchat, messages, good old-fashioned phone calls … but it wasn’t the same. And I was a little cautious to let on just how badly I missed him, in case it made me sound too clingy. I still wasn’t really sure how to go about all this relationship stuff.
Going the Distance (The Kissing Booth, #2)
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