Potential Love (BWWM)
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Two young people that have looked passed each other for years finally take a glance at one another. A peak. Or a few long stares while the other wasn't looking.
"In physics when momentum builds up it stores energy in an object when it reaches its highest point, and that energy is called potential energy right?"
"Yeah something like that." I furrowed my brows to understand where she was going with this and what it had to do with him.
"Well I think it's time for you guys to roll that ball down the hill and turn it into some kinetic energy. Because it's getting hot and heavy in here with all this sexual frictions." She smiled to herself at her references to physics.
"One there is no sexual friction and two we graduated like a year ago so stop." I glanced back over at him again one last time before packing up my stuff. His lips were still a hot pink from the weather and I bit my lip in deep thought.
What do they taste like?
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