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“
S
o
w
h
y did
y
ou
r
e
a
l
l
y
c
ome
b
y
?
I kn
o
w
it
w
a
sn
’
t
just
to
c
h
a
t. You
’r
e
w
i
re
d
a
bout som
e
thin
g
,”
G
ra
d
y
s
a
id.

“
C
a
n
’
t
I
c
ome
o
v
e
r
to s
e
e
y
ou so
m
e
time
a
nd visit
?
”

G
ra
d
y
fr
own
e
d
a
nd
l
ea
n
e
d
a
g
a
inst
the
doo
r
,
fac
i
ng
b
e
tw
ee
n
the living
r
oom
a
nd
t
h
e
kit
c
h
e
n.
His
e
y
e
s
n
a
r
r
ow
e
d
in
ca
ution.
He
k
n
e
w som
e
thing
w
a
s
n
’
t
r
i
g
ht.

“
Y
ea
h, su
r
e
y
ou
c
a
n. A
n
y
t
ime
y
ou
w
a
nt, but
y
ou
don
’
t.
S
o wh
a
t
’
s u
p
?
”

Pe
y
ton
c
l
a
sp
e
d
a
nd u
n
c
l
a
sp
e
d h
e
r
h
a
nds.
W
h
a
t did she
w
a
nt?
W
h
y w
a
s
she
th
ere
?
To s
e
e
if
R
y
k
e
r
’
s
kiss
w
a
s
a
s
st
r
o
ng
a
s
she
fe
lt
like
it w
a
s
or
if
a
n
y
on
e
’
s
kiss
would
be
e
qu
a
l
l
y po
t
e
nt
a
nd
ar
ousi
n
g
.
F
in
a
l
l
y she
wip
e
d h
e
r
h
a
nds on
h
e
r
j
ea
ns
a
nd w
a
lk
e
d up
c
l
ose
to G
ra
d
y
.

“
Kiss m
e
.”

“
Do wh
a
t
?
”
His
e
y
e
s
g
r
e
w l
a
r
g
e.

“
Kiss m
e
,”
she
s
a
id with
mo
r
e
u
r
g
e
n
c
y.

“
As
mu
c
h
a
s
I love
h
ea
r
ing
those
wo
r
ds
c
ome
f
r
om
y
our
mouth, th
e
y do
n
’
t
r
ing
t
r
u
e
.
W
h
a
t
in
the
h
e
ll
is
g
oing
on,
P
e
y
ton
?
”
he d
e
m
a
nd
e
d.

Pe
y
ton
whimp
e
re
d,
th
e
n
g
r
owl
e
d
a
nd
g
ra
bb
e
d
him
b
y t
h
e
h
a
i
r pulling
him
down
f
or
a
kiss.
He
st
ar
t
e
d
to
pull
b
ac
k
a
w
a
y
fr
om
h
e
r th
e
n
g
r
o
a
n
e
d
a
nd
w
ra
p
p
e
d his
ar
ms
ar
ound h
e
r
.
Pe
y
ton
fe
lt
nothing oth
e
r th
a
n
a mild
s
e
x
u
a
l
int
ere
st
th
a
t
w
a
sn
’
t
e
n
o
u
g
h
to
ac
t
on—not wh
e
n
sh
e
’
d
h
a
d
the
r
e
a
l
thin
g
.
Th
e
r
e
w
er
e
no
b
e
lls
or
f
i
re
wo
r
ks
or d
e
m
a
nd
fr
om
h
e
r womb
to
g
e
t
n
a
k
e
d
a
nd
hump
his
bon
e
s.
R
e
si
g
n
e
d, she
pull
e
d out of
G
ra
d
y
’
s
ar
ms
a
nd s
i
g
h
e
d.