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Chapter 10: Smoke and Secrets
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2026-06-13 17:16:06
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A Dirty Little Secret Chapter 10: Smoke and Secrets
The bus ride felt like a slow descent into hell. I slumped into a seat near the back, staring out the window as the city blurred past. We were headed to some fancy history museum first, then a hiking trail afterward. Forced bonding or whatever the school called it. I didn’t care. My head was still spinning from the morning—Clara’s blackmail, Maya kissing Jordan like it was nothing.Of course, Clara plopped down right next to me before I could claim an empty row. She immediately leaned in, her arm snaking around mine, hand squeezing my thigh way too hard.“Ugh, get your hands off me,” I muttered, shifting away. “You’re squeezing me too much.”She didn’t pull back. Instead, she tilted her head, staring at me with that flirty little smirk. “You know I can squeeze something else right?” Her voice dropped low, playful and dangerous.I turned and stared right back. The tension crackled between us like static before a storm. Her eyes were bright, expectant, like she thought this was some ga
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