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Chapter 15 by cphi cphi

What will you do?

Restraint.

"Maybe we should just go home." You reach up to cup her chin in your hand, and she rubs her cheek against your palm.
"Why...are you such a good guy, James? It just makes me want you more!" Your palm moistens from gentle tears.
"I'm not a good guy, Tara. Good guys don't make out with their son's girlfriends on the hood of a car."
"You're a better guy than you think, James..." she climbs off the hood, and you swing your legs around, pulling her into a hug. You indulge this fantasy of a road not taken for one more brief moment, then climb back into the car to head home.

What's next?

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