Go For It
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“Do you wanna go with me?” Jack asked, fear and anxiety burning within him, his stomach churning with them, veins flooded with them.
Dahlia quirked a brow, stepping back. “Wait,” she mumbled. “You’re serious, aren’t you?” “I am,” Jack said quickly, trying to close the gap between them. But what happened next had him sprinting out of the gym.
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