“How the hell old is she? “You’re not in junior high, are you?” “God no. I’ve just never held anyone’s hand before. The guys I’ve been with seem to forget this part. But it’s nice. I like it.” “Yeah,” I agree. “It is nice.” “Wait,” she says. “You aren’t in junior high, are you?” “No. Not yet,” I say.”
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Colleen Hoover,
Finding Cinderella