Jazmin Besgrove

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Slowly, slowly, I bring my trembling fingers to my lips. They still tingle. Jeremy blinks rapidly, pressing his hands to his chest, like he’s trying to slow his heart. “Mason?” he says, staring into me with so much confusion, so much fear, so much… Want. So, so much want. And I just⁠— I can’t. I can’t stop this. His mouth opens, hands reaching out at the same time I rush him. Like two stars thrown on a collision course, racing at warp speed across the galaxy, we crash into each other in a white-hot explosion that rattles the universe. Shaking me to my core. Lips fusing. Fingers clutching. 
Every Breath After: Part 1 (Lost Boys, #3)
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