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CHAPTER 15: Midnight

作者: Eleanor Vance
last update 最終更新日: 2025-12-12 17:42:11

The kiss was supposed to be three seconds.

Contract approved. Closed mouth. Quick press of lips for appearance sake. Professional. Clean. Easy.

It wasn't.

Midnight struck. The room erupted in noise. Horns and cheers and that song everyone sings once a year and forgets the words to.

Jackson's lips met mine.

Soft at first. Testing. His hand on my face was gentle. His thumb traced my cheekbone.

Three seconds passed.

Neither of us pulled away.

His other hand tightened on my waist. Pulled me closer. My fingers found his shirt. Twisted into the fabric.

The kiss deepened.

His mouth opened slightly. Mine followed. Not thinking. Just feeling.

Heat flooded through me. Started where his hand pressed against my spine and spread everywhere. My pulse hammered in my ears. Louder than the music. Louder than the chaos around us.

His tongue brushed my bottom lip. I made a sound. Small. Desperate. He swallowed it.

Ten seconds. Fifteen. Twenty.

Someone whooped nearby. The sound broke through.

We pulled a
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    February 15th. The day after Valentine's.I woke up to a text from Jackson.JACKSON: Morning. Yesterday was... a lot. You okay?I stared at it for ten minutes before responding.ME: Fine. You?JACKSON: Same. Busy week ahead. Tournament prep.ME: I have the Morningside pitch coming up. Drowning in work.JACKSON: Let me know if you need anything.ME: You too.Professional. Distant. Safe.We texted every day that week. Surface-level check-ins. Work updates. Nothing real.February 16th:JACKSON: How's the pitch prep going?ME: Slowly. You?JACKSON: Teaching all day. Exhausted.February 17th:ME: Survived a client call from hell.JACKSON: Want to talk about it?ME: Not really. Just venting.JACKSON: Fair enough.February 18th:JACKSON: Mrs. Henderson asked about you today.ME: What did you tell her?JACKSON: That you're busy. She wants to have coffee with "Jackson's lovely girlfriend."ME: That's terrifying.JACKSON: Little bit.February 19th:ME: My mother won't stop texting about Easter.

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