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... d back against the counter again. Esme reopened the pizza box immediately.
She smirked at me from across the table.
"Why not join her, Evan?"
I arched an eyebrow. "Nah. I don’t wanna get yelled at."
Esme shrugged. "She uses your photos to masturbate, you know. Just saying."
"S-she does not. Come on."
But I knew.
A couple months ago, I’d caught Cora in my room watching a video of me on my laptop. The memory still lingered awkwardly in my bra ...
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