Forty seconds
That's what they had.
With a good sprint from car to doorway, anyway.
It was a two and a half hour drive for forty seconds.
A kiss like a reactor meltdown in a public fish bowl before they would be apart for two weeks.
A blush like a brake light , urgent and bright.
“I can't believe you drove all this way.”
“ I drove …
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