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DON'T TOUCH ME LIKE THAT!
“Don’t you know that I’m still naked underneath this towel?” I asked, tightening my grip on my towel. Seth looked at me from the top to the bottom, sort of like taking notice of my curves, something he had never done before, and then asked me, “Has anybody ever told you that you’re really beautiful?” “You’re the first guy to say that,” I lied because I didn’t want to talk about Noah. With a broad smile on his face, he began walking towards me, disregarding the fact that I had just asked him to give me some personal space. He then wrapped his arms around me tightly, as if he was afraid that somebody might steal him from me. Since this behavior was alien to me, I had to ask him, “What are you doing, Seth?” He requested me to stay mum, as he feared that the beautiful moment between
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