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The Rain

**TRACY SCOTT** Shut up. Shut the fuck up.

He's kissing me. His actual lips are pressed against mine and his tongue is gliding over mine, wait a second he's trying to get in.

That means I'm not responding or kissing him back.

I'm too caught up in surprise that he is kissing me to respond to it.

Then he pulled away.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

He cleared his throat and pulled back completely.

Why didn't I kiss him back?

He's thinking I don't want to make out with him when in fact I do.

I truly need to stop zoning off, I need to stay in the present and do things.

Ugh.

"Tracy. Please say something..."

He held my arm, I shook out of my trance and met his gaze.

His eyes were blinking rapidly, I could tell he was frightened, when in fact I feel cold and empty since he cut the kiss short.

But is this the best time to make out?

The Russians placed a target on our back. Antony Santos being dead and all the problems which are still unsolved in my life.

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