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   Jason turned just in time to hear someone yell his name. A wave of black hair and purple robes crashed into him, and he only had time to think Piper before Reyna's lips were against his. She tasted of grape juice and chapstick, something he found surprisingly familiar. Her lips were soft against his, shaping to fit around his mouth.    At first he started to give in, lost in the memories he now cherished so deeply. He liked this, he remembered, he loved kissing her. He liked it when she ran her long pianist fingers through his hair and held him to her. He liked her hungriness in the way she kissed him, smash