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I watched Ashton step away from a group of girls. He lifted the corner of his red shirt and wiped sweat off his forehead, revealing his perfectly sculpted abs. Then he pulled the shirt up and over his head.
Damn.
Camp-goers screamed and pulled out their phones. Some were probably recording on Snapchat, capturing the moment for their followers.
A girl walked by and froze in her tracks. Her eyes widened. "Oh. My. God."
I knew.
I stretched my arm, feeling the blood rush downward.
She pulled out her phone and started narrating. "He's even more beautiful in p
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