So much drama. If I had known ahead of time how much drama would ensue over one little kiss in a garage… I would have done it anyway. Justin wasn’t what I would call my type, but there was a vulnerability about him that was intriguing, and when he let his guard down enough to show me that side of him, it drew me in. It drew me in like a moth to a white-hot flame—or an electric blue zapper, as the case turned out to be.
Ramifications Of Garage Rendezvous
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