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"I realized something," Yaz starts. "And what's that?" Jace asks. "I always fancied it, you know," She fiddles with the ring on her index finger; feels it make an indent on her skin. "A gap year. Finding myself. Never really did it. I was too focused on uni. But I'd like to. With you." Something flashes across Jace’s face. Her eyes light up. “Yasmin Khan, are you propositioning me?” Yaz tilts her head. Grins a little. “So what if I was?”
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