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... ncle Charlie's house, kissing Laura.
Not like those soft, shy kisses we exchanged when she first came here—this was deeper, a French kiss.
The sun was dipping low, casting everything in that golden hour glow. The ocean murmured nearby, and the breeze was just cool enough to make her lean a little closer.
Inside, in the kitchen, Dad and Uncle Charlie were both watching from the window.
Charlie let out a low whistle.
"He sure knows how to score..." Charlie s ...
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