For a moment the two of them were in a daze, their beaks pressed together passionately. Even though this was in the past, Skipper felt a spurt of jealousy. He shifted his weight onto one leg awkwardly and tried not to watch, but found it hard to look away. It lasted about thirty seconds before Eve finally pulled away and looked down. “What are we doing? I…” She pushed off of him and turned her back, not sure of what to say.
Clark stepped forward, stopping behind her. “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to offend you.” Eve remained silent, wrapping her flippers around herself, feeling very...
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