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"Ninety-seven" Riley’s head whips around She bea ninety-seven! Holy crap! CJ!" She shifts her laptop to the couch, twists her body and throws her ar "This was a unit test! It’s worth so rade This is awesoainstof her heart thuive her a squeeze, enius"

Riley giggles quietly, and for seconds we’re just holding each other, neither one of us easing away or even relaxing the slightest bit Her ar her tiny waist My face is half buried in her hair I can smell her shampoo and the soap she uses on her skin I can feel the blunt curve of her knee against h, and I know if I were to lean back I’d pull her withher to straddle rade," Riley reh to look atyou want, darlin’ Nas her other up to stroke her chin "Mles at herself, then grips onto ers to the back ofthere "You see you have no chance of following through with"

"Like?"

"Like," she looks over at the TV, then turns back to , "Fireworks"

"Fireworks?"

"Over a football field"

"Oh, you’re getting specific"

She drops her head into a firm nod "I want to lay in the ether while we eat coconut inspired food and listen to etting very specific It’s cute I want her honest desires All of them

"Givethis won’t be a proble confident about it

Riley tilts her head and stares intohidden behind aze narrows Her mouth twitches "And I want it to happen on July fifth," she states, voice victorious

"Da her s to make this easy on etting off easy tonight either We are still celebrating" Riley pulls back and leaps froht for the refrigerator, yanks open the freezer door and takes out the bottle of tequila she bought and stuck in there, holding it above her head

I groan and drop le before she starts hunting for glasses