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He was close now, close enough that I could see the tiny flecks of gold in his eyes, the faint stubble along his jawline. And suddenly, the "strategy" seemed ridiculous. Ben reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from my face. His touch was light, almost hesitant, and it sent a shiver down my spine. "Chloe," his voice barely audible. "Yeah?" I whispered back, though I wasn't sure if he could even hear me over the pounding of my heart. "I'm gonna kiss you now," he said, his lips quirking into the faintest of smiles. ...Haaaa??? My breath hitched, my brain screaming at me to say something witty, sarcastic, anything to defuse the tension. "Okay." And just as his lips brushed mine, the door burst open again. You look around, take your time, and end up with too much dessert...um that's love i guess One inch away from the finish line, quite literally. Built to win, and effortlessly made it. But through that, Ben ends up wanting Chloe's attention more than anything.
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