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I hear a groan as Luke tries to distract himself playing with my hair between his fingers.

"Luke?"

"Hmm?"

I look at him, biting my lip and he groans again.

"I need to-ugghh- g-g-oooohhh." he stutters, standing up and rushing upstairs.

"Sums?" asks Dan.

"Yes Daniel?"

"This." he leans in and forcefully pushes his lips to mine.

HOLYSHIT! GET THIS GUY OFF OF ME! NEWP! NO-NO-NO!

Someone behind us clears their throat and Dan pulls away. I stand up and hurry upstairs.

There's yelling then the door slams and soon enough Luke is at my door.

"Y'know he shouldn't do that." says Luke. I nod. "You're mine." he continues.

"Wh-What?"

"All. Mine." he softly presses his lips to mine.

Better; this is a good kiss. I like this one. It's... nice. It's cute and carefree. It's a Luke kiss.

"There." he whispers.

Is it just leap of faith day or Kiss Summer day or something? Seriously. This lipstick has been reapplied three times today.

"All. Yours." I mumble. I don't know why I said it. But I believe it.

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