Haley

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I swallow a frustrated moan as my body utterly betrays me. God, I want this man more than I want air. He laughs, kissing down my neck, knowing he’s won. That’s the thing he and Jake both need to understand: there is no contest. There never was, and there never will be. I intend to let them both keep winning me over and over again. Caleb pulls me with him into the dark of the hallway, his mouth on mine, kissing the last feeble sounds of protest from my lips. Suddenly, half the restaurant begins to cheer, and we break apart with a shared gasp. Looking in each other’s eyes, we listen as the band ...more
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