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Jyn blushed against her white scarf. Cassian’s brown eyes slid playfully down to hers. The mistletoe hadn’t been there when they left. Bodhi was no doubt to blame. She bet his stupid face was pressed up against the stupid window right now.
But he did have a point.
Their third date couldn’t have been more perfect and she had been dying to lock lips with Cassian since forever.
So…
The snow crunched lightly under her feet as she rose on tiptoes, tilting her chin up. Cassian leaned down, gently cupping the back of her head and met her halfway.
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