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Chapter 48
She let go of his left hand and began walking again, keeping hold of his right. “How's the kissing thing coming? Have you been practicing with Balin?”
He laughed, and she realized how her question sounded. “Practicing the breathing stuff, I mean. Not kissing him.”
“I know. And yes, I've been practicing.”
“I hope you'll do some practicing with me later,” Leesa said, trying to run her tongue provocatively over her lips like she had seen nasty women do in the movies.
Rave grinned. “I have every intention of doing just that.”
Leesa stepped up her pace, tugging on his hand. “Let's get this walk going, then,” she laughed. “Time's a wasting.”
They strode rapidly down the hill, turning south onto Main Street into a bustle of people making their way to brunch at a couple of popular eateries. Leesa and Rave were forced to slow as they threaded their way along the crowd
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