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"Not at all," I take his hand. It's warm and firm and it feels normal to hold it.
"No-not really," I touch my face to hide the fact I'm blushing, remembering things about you and I.
"I need something to eat... And to shower. My trunk is around here somewhere...," I left go of you, noticing we are still hugging.
I stare at him intensely, "Did we ever... Go out?"
I kiss back softly, slightly shocked.
I feel myself blush. "Please... I need to remember what happened..."