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Spilled Drinks and Dirty Bets
“If I didn’t know any better I’d say you sound jealous.” She retorted, crossing her arms against her chest.
Lunchtime Squabbles and Lakeside Interventions
She was on top of him. She had her lips on him. And he, well, he wasn’t pushing her away.
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