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CHAPTER 118 Pretty and Pink

  Abigail's POV

  Watching Jason and Kayla dance was about as fun as waxing my pubes with duct tape, but this pink punch made it better!

  I leaned my head on Tommy's shoulder and looked up at him, waiting for his answer. My eyes drifted over his angular jaw, which seemed to be tense, his eyes filled with longing making me grin; following his line of sight, I nodded, realising who he was looking at like a lust-filled teenager.

  "Are you crushing on his girl?" I asked plainly, poking him in the ribs. To which he laughed, gripping my fingers tightly. "Ouchy!" I cried, pulling them away with a dramatic groan, "That hurt!" I lied, trying to grab a cup of the punch as a server walked passed with a tray. Holding it up to him in a cheer, I showed him my red finger and pouted as he tried to take my cup away.

   "It's medicinal!" I grinned quickly, downing it in three gulps. He was right; this stuff was potent, I don't remember the last time I felt, tipsy let alone drunk, and as my vision blu
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