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Kissing Her

A laugh was ripped right out of my stomach. She had this effect on me when very few people could really make me laugh. “I’m tempted to say yes. Probably. He’s the blond guy, right? Or no. Boy band? Something about a direction?”

She rolled her eyes. Hard. Harder than those teenage girls she was talking about. Melodic laughter flowed out of her. “Are you trying to betray your age by telling me you think Justin Bieber is part of One Direction?”

I frowned. “Isn’t he?”

“They don’t even exist anymore,” she informed me, still laughing.

“I’ll take that as a no,” I said, honing back in on her comment about my age. “You seem to have a lot of preconceived notions about my age. Stamina. Pop culture. I’m only four years older than you. I can assure you there’s nothing lacking about my stamina, and as for music, I’ve never been a fan of pop.”

Green eyes twinkling, she smiled sweetly. “I’m sure there’s nothing for you to get so touchy about when talking about your stamina.”

This time, I groaned out
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