Falling for a John
I run my thumb across his reddened lips.
Lowering his voice, Ashton says, "The shade is called 'My Lips Against Your Lips,' and it's not coming off. Stop rubbing and let's come up with a plan."
"I can give you a plan." I unwrap a piece of gum and pop it into my mouth. "We exit and say we were getting some food for the party." I grab a handful of items from the shelves: peanut butter, crackers, and a pack of Lightning Bolt! energy drinks.
Ashton grabs two rolls of paper towels, and together we step forward, eager to be the first ones out. We exchange a glance, then rush toward the door. I reach the doorknob first and slip outside.
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