Prologue

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'You're beautiful.' His warm breath sent shivers down my neck.

'You can't even see my face, we're in the dark.' I attempt to make out the words before my knees collapse caused from Luke's nearness.

He obviously realised the shake in my voice and I could just feel him smirking.

'Wherever we may be. In the bright day or even in the darkest night, you're still always beautiful.' I can feel his grasp on me tighten as he gets closer.

Just before his lips brush mine I whisper.

'Luke Hemmings. You're trouble.'

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