I kick her under the table. I hope it hurts. She throws me a dirty look, and I fake a broad smile.
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I kick her under the table. I hope it hurts. She throws me a dirty look, and I fake a broad smile.
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My chest aching because I so desperately want to let her heart in. She blinks, then rocks on her heels and turns to leave, while I stare blindly at her back, hearing everything she doesn't say.
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In the dark while in her arms, I find the beat of her heart and lose mine. And I know that I'm not ready for this to end.
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"In a small town, the internet is slow, but gossip is fast and, surprisingly, usually on the money.
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"I can't believe you're not more messed up. That's just awful."
"Oh, I'm damaged goods. More than a few dents and dings," she says with a laugh. "I should come with a warning. I trust no one. Not even the coffee machine."
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He sighs loudly into the phone. "Just focus on your job there, okay? One simple task and leave the rest to me."
If only I could punch him through the phone.
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"Are those claw marks on your wallpaper?"
Mia shrugs calmly. "Fairly standard reaction to my sister visiting. Could be human, not sure."
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She hands me a wine glass that could double as a bucket. "Oh, God. Are these new? They're massive!"
Amy uses two hands to sip hers. "Uh-huh. Sick of refilling. Cheers!"
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