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I didn’t want a fairytale kind of love. I wanted a two-person-pedal-boat-on-the-lake kind of love.
“I want to kiss you,” Grace hissed, like the idea was mortifying. This girl was a brutal hit to my ego. I kind of liked it.
“I’ve committed to the face hiding thing now, and I don’t know how to stop without being awkward. Why am I always so awkward?”
Just one kiss. For science.

