I love you, Eric!
Why am I so nervous when I am around Eric? Is it his big brown eyes? His dashing smile? His masculine body and rugged good looks? Or could it be his intelligence and wit? My stomach does somersaults and my cheeks begin to blush when he is near. We went for coffee this evening and he accidentally touched my hand...I don't think I will ever wash it
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