Her touch

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Billies POV:
After I ran into the choir room I was balling drew came up to me and held me she smelled like mint, coffee and vanilla , god her smell was intoxicating don't even get me started on how I felt her breath on my neck. After I was done crying Drew held my hand and put her other on my cheek I couldn't help but blush as she told me to not be nervous around her, I blushed even more as I leaned it to her touch staring into her eyes, sadly the moment was cut short by the teacher getting out attention.

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