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It wasn’t the hair that struck him dumb, but his sister herself. Maybe it was Mark’s wishful thinking, but he could’ve sworn Liz was about to kiss him. “Bastard.”
Oh you know it, Mark laughed, settling into the couch. The End. Mark tried to think of various possibilities that he would fuck but his mind went back to Liz over and over again. Maybe it was Mark’s wishful thinking, but he could’ve sworn Liz was about to kiss him. Her legs were still a little shaky but she walked to the foot of the bed and picked up a towel lying there. Mark glanced down to confirm his suspicions and indeed saw a blonde head resting against his chest. Mark propped himself up and looked at her.