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Freya “Can I kiss you?” Victor asked in a very low tone, almost as if he was whispering. My heart skipped for a second when I heard this, and I couldn’t look into his eyes anymore. I looked away and wanted to remove my hand from his, but he gripped me the more, but gently. “I know you’re wondering why I asked, but I didn’t want to do anything you didn’t want. The last time I kissed you without your consent, you didn’t seem to like it and it almost affected us. I don’t want that to happen again. That is why I’m asking this time.” He went mute and stared at me again, but I still wouldn’t look at him. He then slowly held my chin up and turned my face, so I could look at him. “Can I kiss you, Freya?” He asked again. “You don’t want to? That’s fine…” “I made out with Dennis this morning