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"I’ue barely licking his bottom lip as his perfect srees hotter, andaway inback from an early workout, and I re to hi it’s not for a bad reason He studies ht through our little plan, but then his sain Oh god, his kiss

"Baby," he practically growls "Wait, I can call you that now, right?" he asks, one eyebrow slightly cocked while he looks at me from only a few inches away His face is shadoith the perfect layer of unshaven stubble, and I allowit

"I don’t know; I’ Let’s just say I’ that he callsat all

"Okay, well then…baby…while I would love to stay right here and kiss the honey flavor froet to class," he says, losing me somewhere around the word honey That word--which would sound like the hokiest line in the world coue, his southern accent caressing it, andit my new favorite flavor I had no idea

"Cass? You witha hand in front ofabout him

"Oh, yeah…uh, yeah Sorry, it’s justI don’t have e and Rowe are both out" Lie, lie, lie--holy damn ether!

"That’s fine Just hang out here Nate won’t be back until late Just lock it fro his backpack over one shoulder and turning his chair swiftly with his other arreat Thanks, and yeah…I’ll lock it up," I say, a little too quickly, bubbly, and about aat hi too much! Just smile, Cass Smile and act natural

Is because I fear if I don’t, they’ll just start waving in protest againsthiht then I’ll coood it’s practically scripted

"Sounds good," I say, going for simple Tords and done Once the door shuts behind him, I flop onto my back and let the rush of blood take over Holy fuck that was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do--and I had to confess soh school Maybe it was just my state-of-mind at the tiet access to his room for a prank--has damn near exhaustedinto the rooe behind her

"Nice, a Sih five while I still lie flat onabout, so she interrupts and takes over the conversation

"So what now?" Paige sits down on Nate’s bed, and I can tell she’s trying to stake a clairabs, but I’ht have thiseach of us a roller and a pan

Rowe cracks open one of the cans and fills both my pan and hers with a thin layer of a color called Pretty Princess Pink Paige is slow to join in, but eventually she gets to her feet, fills her own pan, and begins rolling the color on the wall over Nate’s bed

For three hours, ork tirelessly--covering every inch of wall in their dor, with the most obnoxious sweet-sixteenish color known toin on the corners and near the floor, but I’ in physics I boet help early, it’s only going to get worse I’rades take work

"Rowe, I ao," I say, setting my brush down on a paper plate on the floor