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Very Flirtatious, but Doubts What Love Is.
"I don't think trying Freddie Freeman at third base is a good idea."
"You're only saying that because you regret not kissing Maria that one autumn night senior year."
The creek glistened in the moonlight; a gentle, crisp rustle—the first harbinger of colder days—teased her hair. Her eyes gleamed with intent. But unlike Freddie Freeman, I lacked the resolve, the reckless abandon to act, to do what we both wanted—unvoiced, understood, undone.