“So …” She layers her forearms on the counter and leans on them. “You want to kiss me, but neither of us have time for a relationship. You asked me to have a conversation face-to-face about … something.” She flips one hand over and makes a graceful gesture to encompass ‘something.’ “What did you have in mind?” Clearing my throat, I set my forearm on the counter and lean in her direction. “I really enjoyed our kisses. And I’m not actually sorry for them. I never was.” Her eyes focus on my lips. “Good. Me either.” “Since we seem to be on the same page that kissing is fun but we’re both too busy
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