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"seriously, bella, are you sure you're not?" he stretched his russet arm out next to mine. the difference wasn't flattering. "i've never seen anyone paler than you?? well, except for??" he broke off, and i looked away, trying to not understand what he had been about to say.
"so are we going to ride or what?"
"let's do it," i agreed, more enthusiastic than i would have been half a minute ago. his unfinished sentence reminded me of why i was here.