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... t because I didn’t want to — but because my brain had short-circuited. Like, completely fried. Burnt toast. Blue screen of death. Gone.
And maybe... maybe she knew that. Because the next thing I knew, she was already moving.
Not in a "wait, stop, I changed my mind" kind of way — no, this was deliberate. Like she was giving me one last second to say no... and I didn’t.
I couldn’t.
Her fingers brushed the waistband of my sweatpants, and my soul left my body. There w ...
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