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Now That I'm Broken (Eric X OC) [Divergent]
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I start buttoning up his shirt and he grabs my wrist.
'What are you doing?' He asks
'What you can I can do too.'
'And what is it I do?'
'You're playing a game.'
A big smirk forms on his lips. His eyes twinkle. I pull my wrist from his grip and continue buttoning up his shirt. 'It makes you happy?'
'Definitely.' His voice is low.
'Why?' His shirt is buttoned up again, so I place my hands on his chest and lean in. My heart is racing and I can feel his pound under my fingers. He's as nervous and excited as I am, which only makes me more nervous and excited.
'If it's a game it means I can win.'
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