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LUKE’S P.O.V“Do you remember Nia Saint?”Dre's eyes lit up, smiling at me already.“Of course I remember Nia,” she says, shifting closer to me. “The senior you went out with in our first year.”“I’m glad you remember. I didn’t go out with her either.”Dre frowns. “You didn’t?”I shake my head. “I didn’t.”I swallow hard, heat rises underneath my skin.“Do you remember the night she agreed to go out with me? I ran all the way to your place...it was late, but you and Halle were still awake.”Dre lifts her head to see my face.“You asked me if I was going to kiss her. Before then, I’ve never kissed anyone before.”My heart thumps hard, so hard I think my ribs will crack. It beats so loud I’m sure Dre can hear it.“You told me what to do, Dre...you taught me how to kiss her.”I turn to her fully, eyes locked on her, watching her round, beautiful eyes stare back at me intently.“You were my first kiss, Dre, and every day since then, I think about it all the time. I play that moment over a

DRE’S P.O.VLuke turns to me, and the moment his eyes meet mine, they swell with tears.“I’m sorry,” I beg, stumbling to the sink as a big ugly sob tears out of me. I cry uncontrollably, I can’t even look at him.I twist the tap on full blast and shove the front of my dress under the running water, scrubbing desperately at the red stain. The Malbec only spreads, bleeding deeper into the white fabric, turning it into a complete mess, but I can’t stop. My hands are shaking so badly that I can barely grip the material.Luke’s black rings suddenly feel so heavy and tight on my fingers, like they’re draining out all the blood from them.“I don’t know what to do, or what to tell you, Luke,” I choke out between sobs, my voice cracking. “After everything you said last night, I can’t think straight. I don’t know what you want.”Last night happened, and then this morning, we barely said a word to each other, like we’d forgotten how to relate.Luke steps forward a little.“I really don’t want t

LUKE’S P.O.V.I glance at Dre, who’s still squirming lightly against the camera straps, her eyes still full with mischief.I answer the call and press the phone to my ear, keeping my voice calm.“Hey, Halle.”“Luke! Finally. I’ve been texting and calling Dre for days. Is everything okay over there? Why isn’t she answering her phone?”“Everything’s fine,” I say smoothly, forcing my tone to stay relaxed. “She was down with a cold, and she’s been working really hard... because of school.”As I speak, Dre leans toward me with a wicked little grin. I quickly clamp my hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. She doesn’t fight it; instead, her eyes sparkle as she drags her warm, wet tongue slowly across my palm.*Fuck.*The sensation shoots straight through me. Her tongue is moist and soft, tracing lazy circles over my skin, moaning quietly against my hand.I clench my jaw and keep my eyes fixed on the road.“Down with a cold? I hope it’s not too bad?" Halle panics.“No, it’s not.”Halle sighs

DRE’S P.O.V I dry swallow, watching Luke from across the sofa. “I know you meant everything you said,” I say quietly. “I was drunk in the vineyard, and I said a lot of things too. I don’t know how to feel about this.” He sits up a little. “What do you mean?” “I’m saying, I don’t feel the same way,” I say, hating how blunt I sound. *There I said it, no sugar coating, so his feelings don't get hurt, just utter transparency.* Luke’s expression doesn’t change; as a matter of fact, I can see the tension easing off him a little. “I know you’ll want a response, as to everything you said, Luke, I just didn’t want to hurt your feelings...I don’t want to lie to you.” “I didn’t say I want a response, at least not then...and honestly, if you never give me one, then that’s fine too. I wanted to get it off my chest, and if I didn’t, and keep ignoring it, then I’d be lying to myself, and you...I don’t want to lie to you either.” I stare at my sweaty palms. “You don’t want answers,

LUKE’S P.O.VMy suspension is over, and at the end of it, I feel sad rather than remorseful. The five days alone with Dre were supposed to be the best thing that ever happened to me. Instead, they became the moment every version of her rejected me. Drunk in the car. Sober on the sofa. Again on the stairs. Over and over, she made it painfully clear: she doesn’t feel the same way. She made it crystal clear she doesn’t like me, and the message has finally sunk in.I’m heartbroken.She left for class earlier, talking about meeting up with Silver for the maths competition, and since then, I haven’t seen her. She’s been distant since we got back from the trip. I can only blame myself. I planned everything — the trip, the confession, the perfect moment to tell her how I felt. But I never once thought about what would come after. I never prepared for her reaction, for this.I really believed she’d do anything other than reject me, but that’s what happened instead. Things have been painfully