“Is she the blonde who was in here with you earlier? Because the nurses all joked about how your heart rate sped up the whole time she was in here, then settled back down a few minutes after she left.” He chuckled, noting something on my chart. “Just be sure to keep things friendly between the two of you while you recover.” “Not even one kiss?” I asked on behalf of my impatient lips, curious to know how Macy tasted. “If all best friends looked like her, one kiss wouldn’t be enough.”
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