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Sep 25, 2007 14:55


"Thanks for coming here to explain. You can leave now"

Austin reached out and caressed my cheek. "Sam, I--"

I pushed his hand away. "No. Don't even think about it."

"Sam, I haven't stopped thinking about you since that night in Atlantic City. I had no idea how to find you. I even tried bribing someone at the hotel into giving me your information, but ( Read more... )

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jaci224 October 17 2007, 21:13:58 UTC
that sounds like something i would write that shit is hot... now you READING that during work... imaginge trying to WRITE that shit during work... i get so frustrated sometimes.

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