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"You're such a fuckboy, it's immature, and this," I say motion a finger between us with a cocked eyebrow, "Is never happening." "You still find me hot though don't you?" He says with his signature smirk showcasing his dimples. Fuck. His dimples. "I do." I shrug my shoulders feigning nonchalance. I'm working on my pathological lying so I might as well tell the truth. "Hm? So this-" "No, this is never happening, like I said," I softly tap his chest flashing him a toothy smile which he returns, his dimples deepening more than before. He quickly grabs a hold on my hand that was rested on his chest before I realize, placing a chaste kiss on it, he looks up at me through his eyelashes. "One day, beautiful," he leans in closer whispering near my ear. "One day." - Book 1 of the Nerves series
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