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... he aftermath of a silent explosion. Her heart thundered in her chest, but she couldn’t tell whose funeral it was. His? Hers? Maybe both.
She stared at him, dumbfounded, her face still tingling with leftover embarrassment and something far more dangerous. Hotter. Needier. Stupid.
Pervert? Her?
Her mouth parted, a protest forming. What was she supposed to say? ’Sorry for feeding you popcorn and slapping you because I got scared that you ate it sexy’? No. Absolutely not.
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