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"Don't go." André whispered. "That should be my line right now. I'm the one who's embarrassed. You're not a virgin." "Do you know how relieved I am to know that?" He said, tightening his arms around me. "Know what? That I'm a virgin? He can not be serious. How is that a relief to him? His throat works on a hard swallow and his chest inhales deeply. "You have no idea how many times I have thought about killing that scumbag. He didn't deserve your body, your kisses, your love. Those were the thoughts running through my head for the last few weeks." He admitted, hiding his face in my hair. I turn around in his embrace, throw my arms around his neck and jump up into his arms. "I'm sorry bebé, I didn't mean to get angry with you." He whispered against my lips. "I know you didn't mean to. It's okay." I said and then I kissed him slowly, slipping my tongue inside his mouth, needing to feel his love for me right now in this kiss. He understood what I wanted, and he gave it to me.
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