Kiera woke up still in Gray's arms. She stiffened and tried to get out of his grasps, but he had her cornered. Her eyes started to droop again, and she fell asleep, noticing that his body was almost meant for hers. She was enveloped in his warmth.
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Gray poked her sides, making her jolt up five feet. She hit his shoulder lightly and buried her face into his neck. Kiera could smell his lovely cologne and sighed.
"You like my cologne?" he asked, smirking.
She shook her head. "No way. I just needed to breath and your neck was there. You should've moved it if you didn't want me to breath on you."
"Go to homecoming with me."
"What?"
"You heard me. Say yes."
"Why?"
He cupped her cheek. "Because I don't have a date, and I'm guessing you don't either."
Kiera smacked him again, and Gray laughed.
"I'm taking that as a yes."
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Hurricane
القصة القصيرةGray Adkins was the perfect boy. Every parent wanted a child like him, and that aggravated Kiera Jonson so much. She known him for years, and she knew that he changed a lot. She was determined to see the real side of him - a side he wants no one to...