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Izzy kissed Emma, and Emma didn’t move.

“Oh,” Izzy said, and stepped backwards.

She stepped back slowly, her hand lingering briefly, warmly, on Emma’s skin, and Emma almost wanted to grab at it to keep it there. She almost wanted to say that Izzy should wait, and that she had changed her mind.

She didn’t, though. She didn’t speak. She stood where she was, silently, and didn’t let herself move.

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