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I woan let you go back to that boy–not until you give me one bec doux.” A sweet kiss. Then he reached forward, unlacing the ribbon from my hair.”What are you doing?” I murmured.”Souvenir.” He put it in his pocket, and for some reason that struck me as the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.

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