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When Owen pulled back, he ran his hand along Libby's hairline, untucking the curl from her ear and winding it around his finger. "I didn't think you wanted this," he said.
"You never asked."
"So I wasn't supposed to ask you to prom; I was supposed to ask
if I could kiss you?"
"It's always better to be specific, Owen."

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