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Something pokes at me from thenInside.
My throat feels
answer. He’s a vault and
He releases a small laugh and I feel it in my stomach.
see someone else in this same spot, feeling the same things he’s making me feel right now.
speaking as much as I’ve looked at him. We do a lot of looking and not much talking, but they both feel equally productive.
The rest of my sentence gets stuck in my throat, so I swallow it.
My stomach catapults to the floor with that comment.
When I look at him, he’s saying a silent thank
The blood in my body feels like it just turned to lava.
forehead pressed against mine and I imagine his eyes are closed,
His hand that’s wrapped in my hair angles my head back even more, and then he kisses me with confidence.
not quite ready for, and he already knows how I feel about it. I press my forehead against his shoulder and close my eyes. I can hear his breaths, labored and deep as he rests his head lightly against mine.
He tilts my chin up with a finger and presses his lips to mine again, this time with his eyes open, soaking me in. He pulls back, but not very far. All his words seem to seep into
He slides the backs of his fingers down my arm. When he slides them back up again, he doesn’t stop at my shoulder. His fingers glide up my collarbone until he’s touching my cheek.
good things, which only means I’ll eventually have to go through the withdrawal when summer ends. But like Sara said, summers are for focusing on today and today only. I’ll worry about the painful part of summer on
Samson presses a kiss to my shoulder.
There’s a weird pinch in my chest,
doesn’t know anything else,” my father says. “It’s
My father’s eyes scroll over my face
summer—to go our separate ways when you leave for school.” His words are digging into me, twisting my insides.
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