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The rest of the day went quite quickly, I had a lot to day dream about after that kiss with Brody. I actually loved sneaking around, I loved the thrill, but I knew my love for it wasn’t as strong as I was scared about being caught. There was a lot more on the line than just losing a boyfriend. The losing a boyfriend part would be the part I’d be happy about. And that made me hate myself. Why couldn’t I just learn to keep saying ‘f**k it.’
It was 4.30 when Darlene told me I could go, since she had gone for half the day she wanted to reward me, half an hour, thanks.
I went home, had a quick shower then settled under the gazebo for the rest of the night.
And that’s when Layla sauntered over, holding a bottle of wine and a glass.
“Hello neighbour,” she chirped.
“Hey, how’d you sett
