PART II CHAPTER FIFTEEN | THE MORNING AFTER

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  Lennon   “Are you ready to make this thing of ours official? Our press conference is this afternoon.”   “I guess I can tie myself to you and your foolishness. There are worse things I could do,” Kimmy sleepily replied. After a few rounds in the living room, we finally made our way to my bedroom, and I made the most of every second I could before we both passed out from sheer exhaustion. She was incredible, her energy matched mine exactly, and she gave as good as she got. Kimmy was the best thing that had ever happened to me, hands down.    “Foolishness? Seriously? Was I foolish when my tongue and lips were working their magic and made you shed more than a few tears?” I asked.    “There was an eyelash in my eye; it had nothing to do with you.”   I rolled over on top of Kimmy’s

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