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By not being able to sleep.
I'll have a double Southern Comfort with lime and lemonade please. Freshly squeezed lime. None of this out of the bottle rubbish. With ice.
She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. Ruffling the short, soft spikes at the back. She was waiting for him but knew he’d come from nowhere and when she least expected it. She fiddled gingerly with her lip piercing and adjusted her sweater. She was nervous and she knew it. It had been so long since she had seen him but they had been texting constantly for the last few months and it...
Added 22 Apr 2012 | Category Love Stories
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