“There was a keg, hash, LSD, pot, you know, the usual. The only thing that was louder to her was the beating of his heart. Her lips parted, but no words came. Why had he glanced up—quite in that way?. Still, her face never betrayed this distraction. “I want you to kiss me,” she said. He tries hard to conceal it, but he cannot. He forgot Annabel’s idle attempts at love-making, all the cul-de-sac gallantry of the moment. But he was always forcing her to say and do such unexpectedly conclusive things.
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