RORY’S POV I sighed deeply, smoothing my hands over my large T-shirt and combat pants as I stared into the mirror. I was back to regular Rory: hair down, big clothes, no makeup, and my ever-present backpack. I was preparing myself to meet Todd after the steamy kiss we had yesterday. A shiver, not entirely from the cool morning air, traced its way up my spine as I replayed the kiss in my head. His lips against mine, the surprising press of his tongue, his fingers as they lightly brushed my waist… My stomach fluttered, a sensation both thrilling and terrifying. “Focus, Rory!” I snapped at myself, my cheeks burning. This was Todd. My best friend, Todd. Summoning a courage I didn't quite feel, I went downstairs. As expected, Todd was in the kitchen, seated by the counter on a stool and scrolling through his phone. A wistful sigh escaped me. His fresh appearance washed away some of my nervous feeling, only to replace it with a fresh wave of self-consciousness. He had been waiting d
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