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“She gazed back at him, her mouth open, gasping for air. Her white blouse rose and fell with each panting breath. She shook her head. “No. We can’t. I’m sorry.” His gut twisted. He wanted to shout, “Why? Why can I never have what I want—just once?” — Bonnie Dee
She gazed back at him, her mouth open, gasping for air. Her white blouse rose and fell with each panting breath. She shook her head. “No. We can’t. I’m sorry.”
His gut twisted. He wanted to shout, “Why? Why can I never have what I want—just once?