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"What is it?" I asked.
"I want you" He said making me widen my eyes. He looked into my eyes and then back to my lips, "Can I kiss you just one last time?"
We were both so sure about breaking up one minute and the next we were acting like we never said those words. How will this work out?
"Yes" I mumbled.
He didn't waste a second and pressed his soft lips on mine. He held my face as he started kissing me urgently.
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