“I grabbed the back of her jeans, hooking my fingers into the waist to stop her. “Hey!” Eve whipped around, and before she could say another word, I grabbed her face, grinned, and kissed her. She resisted for less than a second. After making my point, I released her. “Now you can go home and be mad,” I said before returning to the house.”
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Jewel E. Ann,
The Apple Tree