Last night when he was kissing me, it took everything I had not to pull away. I got away from him as quickly as possible, making up some excuse about needing to get home, when in fact I had quite a bit of time to spare. As I sped home, I rolled down all four car windows and let the cold rush across my face. I closed my eyes against the sting of the chilly air, gripped the steering wheel tightly until my knuckles turned white, and tried my best to let thoughts of you blow away in the wind.
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