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I can feel my face flush I try to play it off and roll my eyes “You know you’re sexy, John”

He s to adht-up called him sexy I pull ood-looking You have wo all over you all the time”

He looks alusted “They do not”

I barely resist rolling my eyes I lean toward him to whisper, “Look across the aisle”

He turns his head, and we both look at the woets a lot of looks anyway A et looked at But this wole “See, I told you so”

He picks upit back to his lap He gestures at our intertwined hands to the woman, and when she looks away, he says, “Yeah, women look at me, but never the woman I want”

I want to ask him about it, but he lays his head back and closes his eyes I should pull my hand back, but I don’t We ride most of the trip hand in hand, and I try not to think about soiven his heart to

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John

This is too much For years, I’ve kept er sister’s best friend She’s off li next to her, snuggled up to her, holding hands I don’t even knoho I am in this moment I’m not a cuddler or even a person that shows o of her

We’re quiet for so long I begin to wonder if Madison is asleep I openeyelashes, pert nose, and full, pink lips A small twitch in her breath lets me know she’s awake “Why didn’t you come to me about Ethan?”