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Ongoing, First published Jun 03, 2018
jillian falls for davy, but does he fall for her?

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"she leaned in really close, so close i could feel her breath on my face, so close i could smell her sweet, fruity scented hair. my breath hitched in my throat. her lips moved closer, she couldn't stop looking at mine. she bit her lip. my heart rate sped up.

"jillian," i whispered, our lips grazed each other as i said her name. i flinched.

"just give it a shot davy, you can trust me," jillian looked me in my eyes, for a second i believed her. 


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i hope you guys enjoy this book!!! do not copy or translate anything in this story please! this book took a lot of work and it is pretty slow paced so please be patient when you read! 

-jules <3
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