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33|Annoying Luciano
~Zia~
I stopped pouting. Not voluntarily, though, but I don’t mind Xavier’s way of taking away my pout. A smile wanted to tear my face in half as we continued the drive after that mind-blowing kiss.
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I understood now why Xavier wanted me to put some decent clothes on. But it’s his fault for not telling me where we’re headed in the first place.
Our first stop was to see Big Buddha Temple in Ko Samui District. We took pictures - Xavier took pictures of me, but I wanted a photo of us together as well. I asked a few tourists to take a picture of us. Xavier was a bit stiff in the first few shots, but I guess that was because of our arrangement. Still, I’m grateful that he didn’t turn down the idea.
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