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Chapter Seventy-Nine
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2025-01-04 00:24:48STACY
I was having dinner with Lisa tonight and it felt out of this world. It wasn’t the first time we had gone out to eat together, but this time was different. She’d asked me out on a date, an actual freaking date.
I didn’t know if I should crash out or crash out, all I know is my body could not contain the excitement and uncertainty moving around one another, becoming a flickering, present flame in the core of my stomach. “Let’s go out on a dinner date,” Lisa had casually said.
I thought I didn’t hear well.
After the kiss and her confession, we had not said much about that night again.
Occasionally, she would lean into me and occasionally, I would do the same but we did stuff like this even when we were just friends so I wasn’t even meting myself think it out of proportion.
Aft
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