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Chapter 1 Ryan had always been the kind of guy who disappeared in crowds. At five-foot-ten he was technically average, but everything about him felt unfinished: narrow shoulders, wrists that looked like they belonged to a middle-schooler, a chest that refused to fill out no matter how many push-ups he forced himself through. His face was nice enough, soft brown eyes, a shy half-smile that made girls want to take care of him, but when clothes came off there was nothing to grab onto. Lily, his girlfriend of fourteen months, was the only person who had ever seen him completely naked and still chose to stay. Lily herself was five-three in sneakers and barely a hundred pounds soaking wet. She had delicate bird-bones, small A-cup breasts that barely disturbed the fabric of her t-shirts, and hips that refused to flare. In photographs together they looked like siblings who had been caught in the same growth spurt and then abandoned by it. Their sex life had started sweet and curious, full of