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i've never had someone like you
who makes me feel the way you do
sometimes i believe that i might die
if i lost you
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His arm around her felt alien.  For a moment she wanted to push him off and hit him with her handbag.  Rational thought saved Kavan from that little indignity though. She had started it and it was a natural thing to do.  As she relaxed the arm began to actually feel a bit comforting.  Like protection from the rest of the world.

Slowly the young woman lifted her face and looked up at him.  He was so much nicer than she had anticipated.  A small smile quirked the corners of her lips upward.  [color=E0633C][b]"You know what, I think having a moment outside would be nice."[/b][/color]  She unraveled herself from him and smoothed out her dress and hair.  [color=E0633C][b]"There, do I still look presentable?"[/b][/color]  The question was in earnest though her bland facial expression had returned and her tone sounded more like a sarcastic joke.  [color=E0633C][b]"Oh no...  I got foundation on you."[/b][/color]  She brushed at the spot on his coat jacket.

The make-up came off only a little bit.  Bea dug into her handbag and pulled out a little packet of wet wipes.  Pulling one from the packet she brushed at the spot until it had disappeared.  [color=E0633C][b]"There.  Sorry."[/b][/color]  She stuffed the packet back into her bag and would find a place to toss the used wipe.  As she walked toward the door she saw Jordan with Chanel and Liyah.  Her heart did that weird, crushing summersault thing and she felt like she was going to throw up.

Why was she being so silly?  Why did it affect her in this way?  He was just chatting with his date, the prettiest and most fashionable girl.  And Liyah who was wicked smart and gorgeous too.  She had never considered a girl's beauty so threatening and nerve-wracking before.  Why now?  She shook her head and made it outside without any further incidents.

Once out of the doors she dug through her little handbag again, pulled out a cigarette and lit it up.  The first inhale was so delightful.  She breathed out the smoke and it fluttered over her head and off into the night sky.  There was a lipstick mark on the filter and she found it quite pretty.  From her purse, she pulled out her flip phone, snapped a quick picture, and went back to her filthy habit.  [color=E0633C][b]"Aah, sorry Kavan.  Do you smoke?  I can stand more downwind."[/b][/color]