This is it for today. Enjoy.
As we stood in the kitchen, sorting through our goodies and drinking beer, I was suddenly overwhelmed with nervousness. I knew that eventually he would try to kiss me, and thinking about it sent adrenaline racing through my veins. I realized that I really, really liked Luke, enough where I was seriously ready to make the first move and kiss him in the middle of his rant about how Oreo cookies aren't what they used to be. He looked up at me, stuttered a few times, and then just seemed to forget what he was saying altogether. I didn't say anything, or act surprised that he stopped talking. I just stared at him, feeling my heart pounding in my throat.
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