Never Too Late
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Ongoing, First published Oct 13, 2017
My entire body stiffened as I felt his hot breath, hitting the back of my neck. It did things to me, bad things. I whipped around, so quickly that I almost lost my footing. His hand reached out and held onto my hip, balancing me. Gosh! The feeling of his skin on mine was euphoric. I was already breathing heavily. His hand came up to rest on the wall, beside my head. He was really close to me. 
  "What are you doing?"
  "Come on Alexandra, stop acting like you don't want this. I know you do. Probably more than me".
  As his face inched closer and closer to mine, I zeroed in on those lips, those pink sinful lips. And as my eyes closed in anticipation of what was coming,  the warning bells were going off in my head. Red lights were flashing all around, a sign reading STOP was being waved everywhere. And that voice was screaming that this was Greyson. But I didn't care, I'd wanted this for far too long, to pass on this opportunity. I blocked it all out as I stood on my tiptoes and crashed my lips against his.
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