Found you

Found you

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I looked at the two kids playing on the swings, trying to figure out what they we're doing to fly up and down like that. One of the kids noticed and stopped. He walked up to me. I covered my face in embarrassment. " Do you want to try?", he asked. "N-no I was just looking", I say. He giggled, "You don't know how to? I can teach you!". My face turned red, "No its not that!! I just never used one!!". "Get up!". He grabbed my hand and pulled me up. "Sit!", he said pointing at the swing. I sat on the swing. " Grab onto the chains! Hold on as tight as possible!!". "O-okay, what now". "I'm going to push you!". "Wait what? No!". "Ready! Steady! GO!!". I screamed and shut my eyes. "Shut up! Your doing fine!". I opened one of my eyes. "I'm not dead!! I'm flying!!". He laughed. " Now keep moving you legs like that!!". He stood in front of me . I screamed , worried I might hit him. I put my legs on the ground and stopped. " See? You learned how to swing!". I couldn't catch my breathe. "Are you.. are you crazy??". "Yes", he smiled. "I'm Leo by the way! And this is Jake * he pointed at the other kid on the wings* what is your name?". "Ally". - Read more at: http://scl.io/m5YHekX3#gs.FGYid_Q
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I just close my eyes. Feeling him. Smelling him. Just existing close to him. My fingers clutch at his shirt, like it's the only thing keeping me from doing something reckless. Something completely, irrevocably stupid. Like kissing my son's best friend. And it feels so wrong. Oh God. So damn wrong. But then- His thumb shifts against my skin. A slow, lazy stroke. And suddenly, it feels so right. SO DAMN RIGHT. I breathe in too sharply. Mistake. He notices. Of course, he notices. His grip on my hips tightens. "You always this tense?" I force out a breath. "You always this annoying?" Leo laughs under his breath. "Only when I'm right." I tilt my head, and his eyes are already waiting for me-dark, unreadable, impossibly close. His fingers brush just above my waist. Barely there, but enough. Enough to make me hyper-aware of how easy it'd be to- "You wear this every night, don't you?" It takes me half a second to register what he means. The hoodie. His hoodie. *** 💔 She never expected to fall for him. 🔥 He never stopped waiting for her. 🏡 But some love stories don't follow the rules. Jenny Thompson moved to start fresh. A new neighborhood, a new home, a new beginning. What she didn't expect? Leo Mitchell. Her son's best friend. Fifteen years younger. And looking at her like she's something he's never stopped wanting. She tells herself it's nothing. She tells herself it can't happen. But then- 💬 "I don't know how to stop wanting this." 🔥 "Then don't." 📖 A slow-burn, emotional age-gap romance about love, healing, and the risk of wanting more. ** Taboo. Age gap. Off-limits tension. A love that shouldn't exist-but try stopping it.**

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