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74. The Taste of her Lips
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2023-10-12 00:05:34Jacob’s POV
"Let's watch a movie" I proposed, taking a seat next to her on the plush couch. Her presence was comforting, and I was keen to continue spending time with her.
She looked at me with an eager expression "Okay, but this time you're choosing. I want to know what your favorite ones are"
Chuckling at her enthusiasm, I picked up the remote "Fair warning, my taste in movies is quite varied. You might be in for a surprise" I cautioned her playfully.
I began to browse through our movie options, my mind racing over my favorites. My taste spanned different genres, years, and styles, from revered classics to hidden indie gems. After a bit of contemplation, I made my decision.
"Alright, Have you ever seen 'Léon: The Professional'? It's a bit of a cult classic”
Rima looked intrigued "No, I haven't seen it. What's it about?"
"It's a crime thriller with a heart" I explained "The story revolves around a professional hitm
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