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CHAPTER TWENTY

Author: Benny D dreamer
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-31 23:53:30

CALEB

I don’t know if I say yes? I’m too busy trying to count the eyelashes ringing round his clear blue eye. Long, golden delicate strands of twirled sunlight brushing his cheeks every time he blinks. Also is that a piercing in his tongue?

He hops off the counter, grabs my right hand and gently drags me off the counter.

Sliding off the counter, Vanya catches my eye. She makes the gesture tongue in cheek, fist pumping slow and smug, then mouths it: “Gag on it.”

I roll my eyes, but she just grins and lifts her ginger ale like a toast. “Have fun, baby.”

The lights feel like they’re pulsing to the beat of the song playing, everything is so warm. I can feel my teeth buzz.

Rome leads me out the kitchen, into the hallway up the stairs. My eyes follow his back, the way he moves, easy and loose, a confidence that only comes from a place of privilege, of never really wanting for anything. It reminds me a bit of Tony.

His thumb brushes mine, once, twice and my stomach flips.

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