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I quickly recalled how he’d carried me that night while I was drunk. It was only making me more and more attached to him, and I didn’t want to play into that any longer. The more physical, intimate moments we had together, the harder it would be to cut this off. “Alright then, let’s make a deal. When we get to the top of this hill, we’ll call James to drive us back to the resort.” I raised an eyebrow skeptically. “So we don’t have to walk all the way back?” “Yeah. We just have to reach the top,” he said. “Okay, then. I think I can do this.” We both continued walking and I followed close behind Shawn, my gaze locked on the way his broad shoulders stretched the fabric of his T-shirt as he walked. We stopped by a large clearing that was filled with wildflowers. Even the weeds were
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