Lauren Dun

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I was buzzing, and my warm voice reflected my dreamy state. “What is it?” His gaze shifted away. “That was over a lot sooner than I wanted it to be.” If anyone should have been embarrassed, it was me. I’d ruined our chances for anything else. “I know,” I said. “I’m sorry. I was enjoying myself and got carried away.” He laughed like what I’d said was amazing.
The Pool Boy (Nashville Neighborhood, #2)
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