He, however, just continues staring back at Winnie, his gray eyes cool in the dim, curtained light. “Winnie.” She has to swallow before she can choke out, “Yes?” Her heart is really pounding now. “If I kissed you right now, you wouldn’t like that, right?” Her breath snags in her lungs. Her eyes bulge to bursting. And against her greatest wish, she summons a ready-made image of her and Jay kissing in the forest, kissing in the old museum stairwell, kissing on a cold rooftop … “No?” she blurts. Then louder, “No?” Except for some reason, both times she insists this, the words come out like
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