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She stepped closer. I was suddenly very aware of the geometry of the room—the narrow aisle between the island and the fridge, the way her shadow fell across me. She was tall, and the neckline of her soft black dress dipped just enough to be a question, not a statement.

Ellie Nova smiled, slow and dangerous. “Good.” mygirlfriendsbustyfriend ellie nova

I should have said something responsible. Instead, I noticed the single freckle above her lip. “What are you doing?” She stepped closer

“Jess hates when I drink IPA,” I said, confused. not a statement. Ellie Nova smiled