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Mattys POV

She makes me feel like no one else has.

Im sitting on her couch, contemplating whether or not I should leave.

My mind keeps saying get out, but there's something stopping me.

She walks out of the bathroom in a tight black top , a pair of white shorts, and sandals. Her hair in a messy bun, and minimal makeup.

Fuck. Shes gorgeous.

"You're stunning J" i smile wildly at her.

I walk over to her and kiss her on the forehead, grab my jacket and head out her door, her hand firmly in mine.

I left my jacket here so she would have a reasonable excuse to call me.

"Thanks" she said, firming up her grasp on my hand.

My body feels warm and oddly tingly.

What the hell is she doing to me?

We get into my car and I start it up.

"Whats wrong?" I hear her soft voice speak as she pushes the hair put of my eyes.

"Nothing, im quite alright as long as you're here" I smile and pull into the traffic.

I think im falling for her.

Shit.

I am falling for her.

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