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Max slipped his arms around her waist, pressing against her. |
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Kylie ran her fingers through his hair. |
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Max continued kissing her, shutting the door. |
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Kylie giggled, unbuttoning his shirt but leaving his tie on, she rather liked it. |
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He glanced down at her hands, noting her leaving the tie. "Really?" Max teased, chuckling. |
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Kylie smiled. "I like it," she giggled. "Unless you want me to take it off too..." she pouted. |
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"If you like it then it's fine," He mused, pressing a kiss to her lips once more. |
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Kylie grinned with a giggle. "I like it a lot," |
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"Why is that?" Max questioned |
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