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love you,” I say. “I’m here.” “Baz, I need—” “Yes.” “I can’t—” He’s pushing too hard to kiss. He’s holding too hard to touch. I wrench my head back. “Simon, let me—” He won’t let me pull away.
Any Way the Wind Blows (Simon Snow, #3)
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