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Lyssa My classes went by quickly. My morning going by in a flash. Walking outside, it wasn’t hard to spot Goose waiting for me. All I had to do was look for the cluster of girls standing nearby, openly staring at him while whispering and giggling to each other. Then it was a matter of ignoring the same girls as I walked over to Goose and him, making a slight show of greeting me by pulling me into him so I stood between his legs while he leaned against his motorcycle. Moving one hand around my waist until it rested on my ass, while his other hand tangled in my hair at the back of my head. With his hand in my hair, he held my head in position as he pressed his lips to mine in what I am sure he only meant as a short, sweet kiss, but turned into something a little more, making the group of gi
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