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Straight Girls Trip Se Chandler

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Straight Girls Trip Se Chandler
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Publisher: S.E. Chandler Books
File Extension: EPUB
File size: 1.08 MB
Author: S.E. Chandler
ISBN: B0BHTSY56N
Language: English
Year: 2023
Volume: 2

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Straight Girls Trip Se Chandler by S.e. Chandler B0BHTSY56N instant download after payment.

CHAPTER ONE

I CHECKED MY phone again. Still nothing. Still no surprise.

“There’s no perfect choice,” she had said. Then she closed the door of my midnight blue Jetta and walked up to her apartment without looking back. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as I watched her recede. Even as I stared at a computer screen at a job I wasn’t doing, I was seeing the unconcerned bounce of her bobbed blonde hair as she took the stairs two at a time. My eyes fixed on the fushia polka-dot bow on the back of her crop top, unbelieving.

That’s how I knew she was straight. She can just walk away like that. Like our relationship was an experiment, a fling. But I couldn’t. Maybe never. I missed her smell, her obnoxious laugh. I missed the wake of existence as she moved through my life, leaving ripples of her essence behind. I missed the feel of her thigh thrown carelessly across mine while she slept in deep oblivion. I missed the curve of her in my sleep. Sleeping alone was torture.

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