EREN'S POV Bennis's lips presses harder against mine in a bit to intensify our intimacy but just then a flirting image of Octavia surfaces in my head.I shove back from her, my chest heaving, hands pressed against hers to put distance between us. “Stop,” I say, voice rougher than I intend. The alcohol in my system suddenly feels like fire in my veins, heating my anger and confusion.Bennis tilts her head, eyes searching mine, a faint frown knitting her brow. “What’s wrong?” she asks softly, almost teasing, almost hurt. “Did I...”Before she can finish, she leans in again, lips brushing mine, trying to force another kiss. I step back, shaking my head sharply.“No,” I snap. “I can’t.”Her hands drop to her sides, but her gaze doesn’t waver. “Why?” she presses. “You let me in for a moment, then you pull away. You’re still holding onto something, aren’t you?”I avert my eyes, jaw tight. “I don’t know what you mean.” I say avoid eye contact.She doesn’t let me lie. Her voice grows sharper
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