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His pulse races under my palms. “Was there ever. . .between us, was there ever something?” I say.He shakes his head. “Just for me. But you were always Noah’s.””I don’t want to be.”He doesn’t say anything.
His pulse races under my palms. “Was there ever. . .between us, was there ever something?” I say.He shakes his head. “Just for me. But you were always Noah’s.””I don’t want to be.”He doesn’t say anything.
