Accidentally Yours
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Last published Fri, May 2, 2025
We argue like it's foreplay.
Touch like we forgot how to stop.
And kiss like we'll never do it again.
We've been in each other's way since we were kids - competing, clashing, pretending not to notice the way it always felt like something more.
Now we're grown. And too close.
Working the same event. Breathing the same heat. Sharing looks that last too long... and touches that say too much.
It wasn't supposed to happen.
Not the way his mouth found mine.
Not the way her hands felt like a damn addiction.
This isn't love - not yet.
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