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Ben widened legs until his left knee grazed Rachel’s. She took a sip of the kombucha she’d snuck into the bar in her purse. Her throat expanded and contracted as she swallowed, and her pale flesh shimmered in the street light that sifted through the oak trees lining the back patio. He watched her lips wrap around the glass bottle. “So, you don’t drink,” he said. “No,” she...
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Dec 02, 2020
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