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up　with　some　meaningful；　epic　fuckinglove　poem　about　those　two　morons。？　？Thanks；？　Dan

mumbled　sarcastically。　？You？ve　filled　me　with　confidence。？　He　turned　over　to　face　her；　wanting　to

look　at　her　even　though　she　was　turned　away。　He　could　hear　the　small；　quiet　sound　of　her

breathing　in　the　dark　room　and　could　feel　the　warmth　of　her　almost…naked　body。　She　was　always

so　warm　at　night。　The　ridiculously　soft　skin　of　her　bare　arm　grazed　his。　One　of　the　things　he？d

always　loved　about　Vanessa？s　body　were　its　contrasts？her　stubbly　scalp　next　to　the　softness　of　her

skin。　The　pillowy　feel　of　her　lips　and　cheeks　。　。　。　Dan　smiled　and　moved　ever　so　slightly　closer　to

her　warm；　sleepy　flesh。

Vanessa　felt　Dan？s　hot　breath　tickle　her　neck　as　he　lay　inches　from　her　on　the　bed。　Being　in　such

close　quarters　with　him　when　all　her　hopes　had　been　so　recently　dashed　was　killing　her。　？So；

how？s　Greg？？　she　asked　softly；　hoping　the　note　of　rejection　in　her　voice　wasn？t　as　clear　to　him　as

it　sounded　to　her。　She　moved　toward　the　edge　of　the　bed；　shifting　so　that　her　left　foot　hung　off　the

side。　Anything　to　escape　the　torture　of　feeling　Dan？s　skin　on　hers。

？Umm　。　。　。　he？s　fine；？　Dan　mumbled。　Greg。　Right。　His　boyfriend。　As　Vanessa　inched　further　and

further　away　from　him　on　the　bed；　it　became　obvious　that　she　wanted　nothing　to　do　with　him。　And

why　should　she？　He　was　a　confused　pink…disco…suit…wearing；　cream…puff…eating；

gay…poem…reading　idiot　who　still　seemed　to　be　in　love　with　his　ex…girlfriend　despite　the　fact　that

every　person　in　his　life　had　apparently　been　waiting　for　him　to　e　out　since　he　learned　to　use

the　potty。　Dan　sighed　and　flipped　over　onto　his　back　dejectedly；