Take A Shot {ON HOLD}
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"Don't you have a class to go to, baby?" Realization hits me as I pull away from his grip. He only tightened his grip on me and that's when I realised his hands were on my hips, dangerously close to my butt. I blushed even harder at this if that's even possible.
"C-can you let go of me then?" Oh fudge! Again, Eva?! You stuttered again?! He chuckled at me sending little vibrations to his chest.
"Sorry sweetheart but I can't do that."
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When 17 yr.old, Eva Stevens bump into the mischivieous, handsome, hot, dangerous and slightly mysterious bad boy, she only has one wish and that is to go to class but something in Eva somehow spark something in Mark's attention. She was what he calls, 'interesting'.
To avoid the bad boy, Eva acts like nothing happened at the hallway. At all.
But sparks come flying around them because of a history project. Can she stay away or will she give in, in Mark's liking to be his friend?
But of course, every story has a little twist in the end.
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