Enemies with Benefits

Enemies with Benefits

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He looked at me like I was supposed to agree. Did he honestly expect me to think that it was a good idea? Think again, buddy. I may be not the smartest, but I am no idiot. "B-but I hate you," I said, stumbling over my words. God, why did this happen? "And I the same, but you got dumped and I need experience, so what have we got to lose?" I considered this. "Nothing around school, right?" I asked. No way was I going to damage my rep by acting like I liked...him. "Jesus, no." He shook is head vehemently ,like the idea disgusted him"In private. " "So, what . . . like, enemies with benefits?" "Yeah." He stuck out his hand. "Enemies with benefits." We shook on it.
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  • WHAT WE HAD

enemies. "Did I not warn you about staying away from me today?" he says as he looks at my eyes. Deeply. My brain stops for a second. His hand is closed around my neck, his face is dangerously close to mine. And I'm breathing heavily. He sees whatever's wrong with me, and stays still for a second, a small smirk forming in his lips. Then, his eyes find my lips. What the hell is happening? My heartbeat fastens as I hold my breath. And his eyes find mine, again. He slowly leans in. His mouth traces my jawline and face. It doesn't touch me, but he's too close I feel his breath. I don't even realize that his hand has released my throat, and I could freely go if I wanted to. But I'm feeling way too many things at the same time. Why aren't you running, Jess? I then feel his lips on my jawline for a second; and I find my hands tugging into his hair, as I breathe a bit too heavily. He then lifts up his face, lips next to my ear. "So. Fucking. Easy." he mutters. © All the characters and the story is owned by me! Thank you.

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