"What, big old lacrosse boy can't ice skate?" she teased as they started walking down 49th toward the Rockefeller rink. "I don't know if I can respect you enough for a goodnight kiss, now that I know that." Of course, she had bigger plans than a kiss, but she was trying not to get hung up on thinking about it and chicken out.
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2012-12-31 05:24 (UTC)