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" I paused, swallowing several times.
He pulled his hand out from behind his back, revealing a small, rectangular, black box.
But he surprised me by taking me into the bathroom.
During our break, I managed to grab a table for two in the food court while Chris went to get us lattes and a bite to eat. I watched the hustle and bustle of the crowd swirl around me.
Aching for more despite my determination to stay pissed off. "Professor Bradley taught oceanography my freshman year," he said, shifting his weight to his knees but keeping my legs trapped.
She had been holding back.
Fragile at the core but with a tough outer shell. Braving the path alone and pressing on because he had faith that it would all be worth it some day.