Day Thirteen

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Maggie

"FUCK YOU BEN," I yelled, throwing my last bill at him.

"Don't hate Maggie, your the one who screwed yourself over by buying the Atlantic City Boardwalk!"

"That was a completely thought out move, for your information," I tried reasoning.

"Well it was a horribly thought out move Maggie," Ben laughed. I threw my best death glare his way and made eye contact with him. "Ohhhhhh don't be like that!"

I crossed my arms, keeping up the glare.  He leaned across the board and forcefully uncrossed my arms, and I fought against him.

This ended in us laughing uncontrollably.

We made eye contact and everything stopped, it seemed like slow motion as I watched him lean in and glance down at my lips.

Is this gonna be it?

Of course it is.

Wait am I ready??

What if I'm bad at kissing, I've never tried it.

Do I want this to be my first kiss?

My lips touched his and I melted, I pushed towards him and he pushed back as if this was all meant to be. As if the built of sexual tension has bursts out of us all at once and exploded together.

Now I know exactly what I want...

Him.

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