“How many more are you going to steal from me, Long Beach?” “Probably all of them,” I smile widely, sucker up against my cheek. “You want it back?” “I have a feeling that even if I say yes, I won’t see it again.” “That’s not true,” I say with a bigger breath. I pull the sucker out of my mouth, and Oscar takes it. He slips the sucker between his lips. I smile more. That was hot. Nerves start to subside. “Why is that not true?” “We’re together, Oscar. You’ll see your clothes again.” His grin softens to something more serious. Which is funny because he has a sucker in his mouth, and suckers
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