Kiss Me, K-K-Kiss Me

“Kiss me,” I told him. “Great Job Ty! You get her beggin’ on her knees for ya.” Silence. “Go on Ty!” “K-K-Kiss me.” I repeated. Silence, again. “You choose now to sing like Katy Perry?” He said and chuckled nervously. I chuckled nervously too. “Do it!” I slipped from the mop and he caught me. One arm behind my back, t...

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