“You’re a terrible liar.” He leaned in closer, his lips hovering above mine. I could smell the mint on his breath from the ice cream we shared earlier. I wanted to be consumed by it. So I let my lips part and I— “Dorian!” I shrieked as the sandwich in my hand was replaced by salty ocean air, finding it in his conniving cheeky mouth instead. “You’re evil!” He ran away from me with sharp laughter and a mouth full of bread and cheese. But there wasn’t much space to run in Jasmine’s guest bedroom, so we ended up in circles, the bed becoming an obstacle to jump on. “Dorian Blackwood let me attack
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