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“There’s just the memory of that time he walked in on her while she was dressing, and afterward couldn’t string a sentence together. And not only that, but she hadn’t even made fun of him for it. She hadn’t! Oh no, why not? Also…had the sight of her boobs possibly sort of made him fall in love with her? It had to be the boobs.”

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The Horizon

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