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gan to drag me down the da

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arm away from his and to

in this facade of a ma

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move, and did I mention,

ght of stairs and out the door with the li

and slipped into the drive

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I could unbuckle my seat belt, heading fo

d all of her bold curves and her blonde hair was curl

iss Adrian on the cheek, a

pang in

from my stomach at the s

't remember the last time he had s

ayed lace of my canvas shoes, and Adrian was alre

oor and reached Vaness

ly sweet smile that didn

she said. "What you o

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