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She sighed, twisting onto her back to glance at Jess in the dark. This was all so ridiculous; he was her best friend. She could touch him if she wanted to, he wouldn’t think she was weird or that she was making a sexual advance. They cuddled all the time, her head on his shoulder, his fingers playing with her hair. It was just the bed that made the action seem intimate, but it didn’t have to be.
In the end she made the choice not to touch him.
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- Part 2 of Be That As It May

