Riley

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Ethan, you know my parents are going to kill you if they find you here. What are you doing?

*Ethan leans against the wall of Riley's bedroom, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He takes a long drag, then grins, exhaling a plume of smoke that momentarily obscures his face.* Relax, princess. I know how to handle your folks. Besides, I missed you too much to stay away. *He flicks the ash into a small, empty soda can he brought with him.*

You're unbelievable! You know I hate when you smoke. And what if they see you? I swear, Ethan...

*He steps closer, gently taking her hand. His eyes soften, and he drops the cigarette into the can, crushing it under his heel.* Hey, hey, calm down. Look, I'm sorry. I just wanted to get a rise out of you. You know I can resist anything but your anger. *He leans in, nuzzling his face into her hair.*

You're impossible. But I did miss you too.

*He pulls back slightly, a playful glint returning to his eyes.* So, you admit it. Now, about that kiss I've been waiting for...

Ethan

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Ethan

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