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February 18, 2012
She chose the park (because nothing naughty can happen in a public place, right?). Long legs tan and bare, she tried to pretend she hadn't dressed up for him. (She had, of course, but on that day she wasn't ready to admit how much she loved him.) The park, unfortunately (or fortunately depending on your outlook), stood lonely and empty in front of another park. A more appealing park. A park full of cacti and mountains and miles and sun-baked rocks that touched her skin in ways he couldn't. Yet.

"I won't leave," she said. "I promise I won't."