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I’ aze affixed to the atch the city pass us by as we head don I have no clue where we’re going I know nothing of Ryder’s personal life besides what he shows me

And he doesn’t reveal much

Another ball is hit and the crowd roars, the sound co I wince and closemore that Ryder won’t talk to me

Maybe he doesn’t knohat to say either

I feel soers, al er strokes overertips settles over the length ofup and down in the softest, most sensual touch I’ve ever experienced

Goose buh row das I feel restless Uneasy

Aroused

His hand slips over ly slowly, almost as if he’s afraid I’ll push hi to look at hiht not see

I’d rather savor the way he’s touchingto hiers into his grip He runs his thualmost completely away before it comes back and covers ers over the top ofthe an incessant beat My body is on fire All because of his hand linked with mine

"Violet" He says my name reverently and I closehis, and I see soI can’t My throat is clogged with e if I open my mouth and try to speak

So I don’t

"You said you hate me" When I frown, he continues "Earlier On the phone"

I letme to look back up at him