It was the first time they’d touched, and oh how Rosie wished she could feel Jane’s fingers through her coat. They were standing way too close now, and Rosie’s pulse raced until her head felt fuzzy with anticipation. She swayed forward, and her lips met Jane’s. She felt Jane’s inhale and her hand tightening on Rosie’s shoulder, drawing her closer. Jane made a little sound, almost a moan. Her lips were as cool as the night air around them, and yet they filled Rosie with an immediate rush of warmth. Jane pressed forward, and Rosie settled her hands on her hips, discovering that the hoodie was as
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