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back in. “I...That night...” I stammer, gripping my paddle like it’s some kind of weapon to ward off everything but her. “That night we...kissed, I...” I lower my voice for the word kissed, and I see the little shiver that runs through her. “I liked it. I didn’t want you to stop. I never wanted you to stop.”
This Used to be Easier
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