"What are you thankful for, Ian?" All eyes turned to the bowl-haired, blue eyed man sitting at the end of the table lavished with much more food than Ian and his family could ever handle in one sitting. Ian's eyes quickly darted across the faces of his mother, father, sister, and her husband, before finally landing on his best friend of almost
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How do you write so well! Were you always like this ??
Anyway, I'm so happy that yo, one of my fav Ianthony writers, is still writing since the others left <3 Stay Espy~
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I just love that you didn't SAY they kissed or anything. So we can assume they did or didn't. Maybe they punched each other in the face or shaved each others eyebrows? :P Either way, I like when stories force the readers to draw their own conclusions.
So so cute! And I'm happy someone on this site is still posting. lol ;)
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