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Chapter 12- The Paddle

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-Isabella-

"If you do not want me to walk you to your room, you can just say so. No need to lie." His words sliced through the air just as the music stopped. His hand was gripping mine harder, his fingers digging into my waist. While the other couples were slowing down and coming to a stop, laughing and chuckling. Ian looked ready to combust any second.

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