[There's got to be a screw loose in his head, because it's-- really hot that she's pushing him into a wall and running her hands all over him instead of you know, worrying about the body in her bedroom, or being busted for murder or that the old MC knows how to find them.
He sighs against her, leaning in to kiss her quietly.]
I shouldn't have left in the first place. But I'm done running, I promise.
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He sighs against her, leaning in to kiss her quietly.]
I shouldn't have left in the first place. But I'm done running, I promise.