I manage to get out, my voice thick with lust. I know it’s a bad idea to do this with Cal. I’m already more attached to him than I should be. He’s gotten underneath my skin and burrowed deep. The witty banter, prolonged looks, and unnecessary but wanted touches have broken me down. Nothing can change the reality that I have to go home at the end of this summer. We live two very different lives. Nothing can come of this attraction between us. But is it really that bad to give in to the tension just for the summer? Cal’s calloused fingers inch higher and higher on my inner thigh and under my
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