Ready, set, row... go... love? [BoyxBoy]

Ready, set, row... go... love? [BoyxBoy]

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DISCONTINUED AF Carter is spending the summer at a rowing camp. It's his first year there, and he doesn't really know anybody. He shares a cabin with Andy, the guy who seems to hate him from day one, but Carter doesn't understand what he has done to make Andy so angry... He just introduced himself, and Andy suddenly hated him... What can he do to make this guy like him?
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Bold and impatient, that was the two words Aiden was and always is. After spray painting on private building and also sneaking into private property, he was given a choice. Prison or Bootcamp. Mean, that is the one word all boot campers says. Cade has no family's or friends, meaning he would take out his frustration on them. Since he grew up with no family, Cade lived with his rich uncle. However it's bad enough that he's the man in charge here. Theirs few rules that is assigned by the man in charge, No romance or sneaking out after your curfew. Cade is especially strict with the no romance. --- "You only did 1 lap" I stepped in front of him. We were standing face to face too close "am not doing another 9 laps" his hand was on my chest, pushing me away. I grabbed his hands "Strike 3 means you're going to prison" my hands were squeezing his wrist "Do you want that?" I felt tension in the air as my hands clenched on his wrist. Our eyes met immediately then unexpectedly my eyes went to his lips. "Fine then give me it" and just like that he left. Why wouldn't my lips moved?

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