His mind cast around quickly, looking for an excuse. She wouldn’t believe he had gotten that dirty without getting into some mischief. Suddenly he k...ew what to do! He ran toward the steep hill heading toward Mr. Landers house, the hill that had been half torn up by a recent storm. With no regard for his own safety, he flung himself down the hill. On the way down he crashed through a few bushes, hit his shin on a big rock and got, if it was possibly, even more filthy. For a moment he paused to. “Hanson.”He leaned forward and kissed me again.“What do need to know?” he asked. His mouth was warm and dry, his tongue trying to find its way past my lips. I didn’t let it in but he seemed content to kiss me anyhow.“What’s your real job?” I asked.He laughed against my mouth.“Rude. But graphic designer. Wedding stationary etcetera. You?”I flushed.“I work for a – uh – kinda advertising thing.”He frowned.“Job title?”I flushed harder.“Uh – it’s silly. Kinda pretentious. You’ll laugh at me. More

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