E-- called me Sunday morning and asked to come over. I gave her my address and she made the drive.
I met her at the door. She kissed me so hard, we fell into the living room.
She said, “If you ever miss a chance to kiss me again, it will be your last.”
I nodded to show that I understood.
We lifted ourselves from the floor and E-- kissed me again, but softly this time. “Call me later,” she said.
That was it. She left. I had T-- on the phone before she was out of the driveway. I told him everything.
“Nice,” he said. “You’ve got yourself an adrenaline junkie.”
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