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I’ how I feel about this ets down on his hands and knees and starts to crawl over to me "You’re beautiful" He says it so simply, like it’s a fact that he needs to say He stations his body overup on his elbows he outlines the brier "You have these freckles… I’m actually pretty mesmerized by them"

"By my freckles?" I ask, because it’s the first ti about theether as he studiesthem all the time"

My hands are at o and it’s a tangled mess around my head I’m not sure if I can let him drawabout it is frightening, especially since I told him I’d play the drums for him, and I think I actually razes the pad of his thu, and then he h it, tugging at the roots a little It feels so good, and et soo to sleep soon, pulling away fro to be harder

He shifts his body offaround for , ready to pass out

"Shit," hebeneath it "I think Tristan left one of the sleeping bags in the trunk I’ll go get it"

I flip back over and grasp onto his arers Theoutside, and there are a lot of people shouting near the tent "Wait, don’t leave ht back," he promises "Or you can co my mouth with my free hand "And I don’t want to be left here… what if soht button because he gives in easily after that, settling back down on the floor on his side

"You can usefor a pillow "And I’ll use Tristan’s until he comes back"

"Then what?"

"Then I’ll et cold?"

He suppresses his laughter as he fluffs the pillow and tucks it underneath his head "Nova, it’s like seventy degrees in here I’"

"But the floor’s hard" I rotate to"You can just… you can just share with me"

It takes him a second to respond "Are you okay with that?"

I nod and then realize it’s too dark for him to see it "Yeah, I’ ling back until I’e, almost ready to fall out the other side

He re like a statue in the dark A perfect statue, one carved of marble but that has sure out what put the, and when he puffs out a loud breath, I realize that he wasn’t breathing at all

He scoots to the side and then, with a s the pilloith him There’s quite a bit of space between our bodies, at least asI debate whether to leave the space there or reduce it and irrevocably coet close to him Or at least I think I will, anyway

I inchfrom his skin He holds perfectly still as I rest ainst his heart, which is pounding, rock solid and zealous I can’t tell if he’s scared or excited or what Then he fixes a finger under my chin and tips my head back I stare into his eyes, which I can barely see, but feel that they’re on me

"Nova," he says in a strained voice "Can… would it be okay if I kiss you?"

I’m not sure if he’s in the same place as I was the last tiate my body and arch my back, so I can reach his lips with mine

Do I want this?

I brush the ain with so much fervor I nearly melt His body ends up on top ofthe outlines of hishot and I’ in fastup hat’s going on Then suddenly he’s sittingether His dark eyes drink me in, and my body quivers as he reaches aroundfor hiht, but it passes in the blink of an eye as he unhooks my bra It falls off my chest, and I sit there exposed to hi for numbers or structure, but I can’t find it

"You’re so beautiful," he repeats, and he breathes deeply as he lowers his weight ontoone on each side of s so he can situate hihts speed up as adrenaline courses throughmakes sense and I can’t really tell if I want this or not

What do I want? Landon? Hi else entirely I don’t know anyure out if I want to stop him, but then I notice how unsteady his hand is as he touches rinds his body against mine It calms me down that he’s nervous, which is kind of twisted, but makes sense when I really rationalize it