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“That’s what you want?”

I nod, but I’m such a little liar All I want to do is kiss you until I fall asleep I want to slide in between your sheets, and find out w

hat goes on inside your head, and underneath your clothes I want to make a fool of myself over you

Mr Bexley’s door is ajar so I speak as quietly as I can “It’s freaking me out”

He can see that it’s the truth I’ve got desperate, crazy eyes He nods and just like that: Control, A; Delete The kiss never happened

I pray for a diversion A fire drill Julie calling ain I’ for the floor to cave in

“Hoas yourdate?” His voice is faint, his knuckles white Being nice to me is a lot of effort

“Fine We’ve got a lot in common” I try in vain to wake my computer

“You’re both extre at his own computer as if this is the worst conversation he’s ever been party to Being friends with me does not come naturally

“He didn’t even tease me about the strawberries Danny isnice He’s my type” It’s all I can think of to say

“Nice is what you want, then”

“It’s all anybody wants My parents have been begging ht, but inside, a little bubble of hope is rising We’re talking like friends

“And did Mr Nice Guy drive you home?”

I knohat he’s asking ot a cab By myself”

He breathes out heavily He rubs his face in exhaustion, then looks at ers “What shall we play now?”