Rob was standing, stunned, out by the pool of the resort having just experience a very large woman come up and lay a wet, enthusiastic lipstick kiss on his cheek, followed by a ruffling of his hair as she told him his ass looked good in these jeans like a soldier's should. It was only when she winked at him and pointed upwards that Rob realised he
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"That's one tradition I used to take full advantage of while in school, I used to make a sprig of mistletoe float above my head whenever I was around a particular girl. Got on her nerves for a couple of years, funny thing is we ended up marrying each other down the road." James chuckled and stuck out his hand. "James potter."
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