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I walked into the dining hall two steps behind Naomi and spent the first thirty seconds doing math in my head that had nothing to do with lunch.
Seven o’clock. East field. One hour, probably. Isolated enough that nobody would be watching, open enough that she wouldn’t feel trapped. Naomi already had thirty-four percent attraction without me doing anything except existing near her and being mildly honest about getting one pull-up. That number was going to move tonight. The question ...
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