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I followed him and he spun around quickly with a smirk on his face. I looked at him and waited for him to speak. He just looked at me and it seemed like forever, but his eyes tore from mine as he went to the fridge.
"Want something to drink?" he asked.
"Eh no I'm alright," I said quietly. He poured himself a glass of wine and sipped on it while looking at me expectedly.
"So, did you like our kiss?" he asked bluntly.
Sorry it's short. I feel kind of discouraged.
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