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“Yeah, so Jake’s like, ‘I’m sure we can make it,’ and he goes speeding off on his fucking jet ski, right in. Doesn’t give a fuck.” They all burst out laughing and look toward him as Daniel pats his back. I can’t focus on anything except the way Marissa is watching him. She’s zoned in on his every feature, biting her lip sensually and trying to seduce him with her eyes