I Kissed a Stranger, Now My Ex Can't Let Go

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didn't push it. He got back in his car and updated his b

pour int

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t the jacket. "Miss, your shirt

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faded into the distance, swallowed up by the rain. Claire c

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an agreement and exchanged numbers. Kenneth offered

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