One chance. One night.”“One night,” she says slowly. “For…” She doesn’t even finish the sentence. Sixteen-year-old Skye never said the word sex, and couldn’t refer to it without blushing. It appears that twenty eight-year-old Skye is the same.“Fireworks,” I whisper, trying not to scare her. “With me.
-Sarina Bowen
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