Don't Be Fooled
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"C'mon Em! Just a little peck on the lips!" He slurs with a half empty can of beer in his hand.
"Just get in the car Irwin, you're drunk."
He steps closer to me and the moon light caresses his face. "Drunk words are sober thoughts, sweetheart."
"Shut up."
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