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“I'd still be nice to you if you were ugly." "Okay." A wicked grin slipped over his full lips. He bent his head down and whispered, "I just wouldn't offer you any cookies." I folded my arms and tried to ignore the close proximity of our faces. "I'm starting to think cookies is a code word for something else." "Maybe it is." He tugged on my bag again as he took a confident step back, forcing me down another step. "And just think about it. If cookie was a code word, whatever it symbolizes, it's been in your mouth, sweetheart.”

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Book:Wait for You
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Wait for You

This novel delves into the emotional journey of a young woman as she navigates the tumultuous waters of high school romance, facing the typical trials and tribulations of young love while also dealing with the broader issues of self-discovery and personal growth. more

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