Arcaned (love is love) 2

Arcaned (love is love) 2

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jun 26, 2026
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Fiction
LGBTQIA+
Lesbian
Coming Out and Self-Acceptance
Romance
Kayla was pulled from school in Ghana and shipped to the States as a girl. She grew up guarded, beautiful, and used to looking forward instead of back. She only returns home for vacations. Kirsten never left the States. She turned heartbreak into hustle, became a world-famous basketball player, and grew into a woman who turns heads the second she walks in - tall, confident, handsome in a way that makes stadiums go quiet. Fate puts them in the same city. Same room. Same past. But Kayla doesn't recognize her. Kirsten's too changed, too magnetic, too far from the girl Kayla once knew. Kirsten knows exactly who Kayla is. And she's not wasting this second chance. She wants Kayla to remember. To feel what she felt back then. To let her touch the life she walked away from. One city. No more years to lose. But Kayla's walls are high, and Kirsten will have to play her hardest game yet - for a love she never stopped wanting.
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"Why are you watching me?" There was a grogginess in her tone that I found extremely alluring. I shouldn't be finding it alluring, I should be maintaining my professional position. "It's funny watching you try and stay awake," my eyes glanced over at her before returning to the road. I took an exit that led to my apartment. "Where are you taking me?" She sat up in the leather seat and watched as we came to a stop light. I hesitated, not even sure with myself if I really wanted to bring my seventeen year old student into my apartment. "I, Uh, figured I'd just let you crash at my apartment, considering all that's happened tonight." Her eyebrows furrowed together, "Uh, are you sure that's a good idea?"

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