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“Noah,�� she whispers in reprimand.
“You’ve never complained when I’ve tried to undress you before.��
Echo readjusts so she can see me, and for the first time since this morning, those eyes dance. “Yes, I have.��
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“The last day of school.��
“So you’ve complained once.�� When I led her to the nook of the abandoned hallway in the basement near my locker. I only meant to sneak in for a kiss during lunch, but things got hot and heavy and well...sue me. “I didn’t buy a yearbook, so I was memory-making.”
― Katie McGarry, Breaking the Rules