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Monster Punches

Author: Ethel
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Aaron

I watch Elle disappear into the crowd, her back dissolving from my view into the hallways before releasing a sigh.

I almost kissed her.

No, that's not right. I wanted to kiss her. And she wanted it too. I could see it in the way her lips parted, told by the way her eyelids lowered when I leaned in.

Elle wanted me, I knew it, and yet she was willing to deny herself what we both knew would be the best kiss of our lives.

Why?

Maybe I read her wrong and she didn't want me.

Truth be told, I wanted nothing more than to say to hell with it and pull her off the dance floor to somewhere we could be alone, but if I've learned anything from the times before, it's that even though Elle wants me, she's hesitant to act on her desires.

Every time I’ve touched her, I’ve felt the subtle resistance in the way her body tenses, like she’s caught between yielding and pulling away. She lingers in that in-between space, afraid of what might happen once she lets herself go.

Tonight is no different.

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