“You’ll always be my first choice, Julius Gong.” “Really?” “Really.” His eyes widen, and he leans in, lips parted, his fingers trembling like moth wings over my cheeks. It’s clear what he wants, and I almost let him. But I’m not going to make it that easy. I twist my head away. “I recall you saying you would rather die than kiss me again.” He lets out a soft, half-stifled groan, and the sound shoots straight through my bloodstream. Makes my pulse quicken. “God, you really know how to hold a grudge.” “They’re your words, not mine,” I tell him, refusing to sway. “You’re killing me now,” he
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