It's not your fault. [ she smirks. ] I made an ass of myself anyway. You don't want to remember that.
[ she lifts a hand to run it through his hair. ] I think I'm going to kiss you now.
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It's not your fault. [ she smirks. ] I made an ass of myself anyway. You don't want to remember that.
[ she lifts a hand to run it through his hair. ] I think I'm going to kiss you now.