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He Was Wrong

Kendal

"I'm stuffed." I leaned back from the table and took note of her barely eating one piece of pizza while I'd put away four. "You don't like it?"

"No. I do. I'm just watching what I eat, you know, trying to be a little more health conscious." She picked up her half-eaten piece and took a small bite.

"Why? Do you have high blood pressure or something?" I picked up my fourth beer and drained it. The desire to get up and dance some more swelled inside of me, but I denied it attention. Dancing with a full stomach sounded about as good as fucking the pretty girl across from me against a wall with too much in my stomach. Though, I had no doubt that if she were up for it, I'd make all of it work.

"No. I just..." She glanced around and shrugged.

"Hey. Look at me." I reached across the table and ran my hand over her forearm as I let my eyes move across her in a way that she would know how beautiful I thought she was. Who the fuck told her differently.

"What?" She gave me a tight expressio
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