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“He drew me closer, peering into me with those aforementioned eyes. “What would you say if I asked to kiss you?” “Are you asking?” I floated above the ground, delirious with joy over his words and the earnestness in his expression. “I am. Will you allow me to kiss you?”

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Book:A Match for a Bookish Bride
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“You’ve got to learn how to kiss like that,” she said. “What teeth!” She’d meant to say technique, but “teeth” was an equally good choice of word. “And you are an excellent judge of kissing, are you?” he said, glancing at her, his voice flat. “A better judge than you,” said Katyani.”

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