Enemy lines

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"We can't keep doing this," I stated while he kissed up my neck slowly. He laughed lightly and looked down at me. I loved when he smiled, his dimples would appear along with his white Hollywood teeth. "Do you want me to stop babygirl?" I rolled my eyes at the nickname. "Of course not, but your father will kill you and my father will help." He smirked, "At least they will agree on something for once." I couldn't help but laugh. "True," I kissed his lips. He wrapped his strong tattooed arms around me and moved his lips with mine. I felt the sparks up my body, making me feel like I'm floating. The door slamming open stopped us both. His father stood there shocked. I was officially caught in bed with the gang leader's son. I was caught behind enemy lines.

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