ChloeI never imagined I’d be here, sitting on the kitchen counter. Kissing, no, being kissed by Tristain. My best friend’s brother. The boy who used to steal my hair ties and tease me about my handwriting. Now, the man whose hands were gripping my waist, pulling me into him like he’d been waiting years for this moment.His touch was firm, and his lips tasted like cinnamon. I clung to his shirt, stunned by what was happening.It felt good. The kind of good that drives a woman crazy, the kind that makes women fall in love without even meaning to. And even as he deepened the kiss, even as his hands roamed with the kind of urgency that made my body respond, something in me pulled back.Something felt wrong.The surprising part? It wasn’t because of Logan. The man who wore my ring didn’t even cross my mind. What truly stopped me, what twisted inside my chest was Alexander.The man I swore would only ever be a physical escape, the one I promised myself I wouldn’t get attached to. And yet,
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