Be Mine- Part 2
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I looked up at Sal, and he stared deeply into my eyes. He let a little smile grow on his face, and I did the same. We both sat up in our chairs and Sal was still holding my hand. I placed my phone back in my bag, and sat closer to Sal, holding his hand tightly. I rested my head on his shoulder, and he placed a soft kiss on my forehead.
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