I couldn't kiss him. I barely knew him. That's when everything that haunted me earlier came back and I knew I needed a distraction. What the heck. I nodded and started leaning in. But he had other ideas, instead he turned his head down and started to kiss down my jawline. Leaving me breathless. Placing quick, wet kisses down my collarbone, he held both my wrists in one of his hands and used the other to slowly rise up my shirt.

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