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... moment Theo confirmed Camellia had passed them and was out of earshot, he pulled away. Their lips had barely brushed. No pressure. No warmth. Just contact. Daisy stood frozen, her lips parted slightly as if the air itself had turned to glue.
That definitely wasn’t a kiss.
Or maybe it was?
If it was, it was the most noncommittal, infuriating, blink-and-you-miss-it kind of kiss she’d ever experienced.
Her brain finally caught up.
Snap.
Her fingers sh ...
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