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... kay. Deep breaths. Inhale. Exhale. Pretend this isn’t happening. Pretend this ice-sculpture-turned-human isn’t sitting behind me with one arm clamped around my waist like I’m his personal seatbelt.
. . .
. . .
...Yeah, that’s not working.
Because every time the horse jolted forward, his chest brushed against my back. Firm. Unyielding. Freaking distracting.
Me, panicking internally: Do not think about the kiss. Do not think ...
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