Crossroads
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"You make me want to do things to you." He mumbles, his brown eyes never straying from mine.
"What?" I whisper, nervous yet at the same time my heart pounds with excitement and anticipation.
"Do you want to know what kind of things?" His low tone matches mine as he brings his face closer and I find myself robbed of speech due to our proximity. Taking my silence as his sign, he continues to lean closer.
His lips caress my ear as he says "Things like this."
Suddenly I feel something wet and thick being dumped onto my hair, soon the liquid drips down onto my shirt. Is that paint? Blue paint proceeds to slide down onto my shirt and my eyes widen when I hear Caleb howling with laughter.
"Caleb fucking Carter!" I bellow and before I know it he breaks into a run, still laughing.
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