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Whispering for me that he was there.
" When I turned my head this time, he let me. I took several deep breaths.
The morning was just a constant repetition of trying to be a better salesperson than Chris.
There was some kooky flirting against a backdrop of lively music, and then they ended up making out while the sun rose, despite the fact that the two of them would have been smelling like a chum bucket if it had been happening in reality. When Chris had asked if I wanted to earn some extra cash, I hadn't expected it to be like a movie.
Sweat dripped down his forehead.