Smoke // M.C.

Smoke // M.C.

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As I began to sob, Michael spun me around and held my face in his hands. I tried to hold back the tears. I had promised myself I wouldn't cry. At least not in front of everyone. Especially not in front of Michael. He kissed my forehead and held me tightly as he comforted me. I held back tears and stared blankly ahead at room of people. Michael rubbed my back and hummed softly. "I'm okay." I said after a while. Michael took my face in his hands once more and stared into my eyes. The worried look on his face told me he knew I was lying. I wasn't okay. But I didn't want Michael to know that. I studied the ground. Avoiding eye contact with him. He could see through me. He could read me like a book. Just as always.
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"Fuck you." Luke growled, his hands clenching into fists at his side. I rolled my eyes, flipping him the middle finger as I stepped back and readied to spin on my heels to leave. "Only in your dreams." I said. He suddenly reached out and grabbed me by the front of my shirt, fisting the fabric in his hands. I blinked in surprise, gasping as he suddenly yanked me up against him and our lips met in an angry kiss. "Luke?" I gasped out against his mouth, but he just growled against my lips and slammed me back against the side of his car. "Shut up." He muttered back. *** WARNING: This book contains smut! COMPLETED

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