Madeleine Guthrie

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When she was close enough, I pushed away from the wall I’d been leaning against and nodded for her to follow me. She did. All the way to the secluded spot I’d scoped out almost immediately upon our arrival at the arena. Because I knew I wouldn’t be able to get through the concert without touching her. I fucking knew.
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