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... dea. When I said I kissed him, I meant a light peck.
Just a peck.
My lips barely even touched his cheek. Nothing scandalous, nothing lingering, nothing that would make anyone clutch their pearls in outrage.
And yet, even that seemed to have broken some fragile equilibrium in his world, because his face instantly bloomed into a vivid shade of crimson so intense it could have been used to signal an emergency evacuation.
The color spread across his cheeks, his ears, ...
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