But maybe kissing was enough. Maybe kissing was the only thing that mattered, anyway. Maybe kissing could overcome the w — Meg Cabot, Ninth Key
But maybe kissing was enough. Maybe kissing was the only thing that mattered, anyway. Maybe kissing could overcome the w — Meg Cabot, Ninth Key
But maybe kissing was enough. Maybe kissing was the only thing that mattered, anyway. Maybe kissing could overcome the w — Meg Cabot, Ninth Key
But maybe kissing was enough. Maybe kissing was the only thing that mattered, anyway. Maybe kissing could overcome the w — Meg Cabot, Ninth Key
But maybe kissing was enough. Maybe kissing was the only thing that mattered, anyway. Maybe kissing could overcome the w — Meg Cabot, Ninth Key
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But maybe kissing was enough. Maybe kissing was the only thing that mattered, anyway. Maybe kissing could overcome the whole vampire/basketball thing.

— Meg Cabot, Ninth Key
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