Chase Coe

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My mouth slams down over his. I hold my breath. Feel his soft lips under mine. Wait for discomfort or indifference to hit, but instead, it’s like all the blood rushes from my feet to my head. I pull back with a gasp. “Holy fuck.” Benny’s eyes are wide. “Umm … what … what was⁠—” I’m a fizzy ball of expectation as I bring our mouths together again. Still with no words but one. More.
A Stealthy Situation (Franklin U 2, #2)
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