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My face screwed up in anger, “What are you talking about? “Why didn’t you at least tell us you’d be late?”
We opened our mouths to answer, but he shut us up with a wave of his hand. An electric thrill ran through my muscles and we fell to the ground in a sweating heap. I found him sitting rigidly at his desk, staring at a blank computer screen. A whole branch of the family tree would never exist if Ryan and I were together. He moaned into my mouth as we embraced; our groping and grinding becoming increasingly urgent. Get out!”
Before I knew what was happening, a fist came rocketing out of nowhere, smashing squarely into my face, knocking me backwards to the ground.