Kissing The Wrong Guy
Eat and go for walks, but I can't tell him that.
"Nothing, usually."
Nathan comes closer and pushes my shoulder lightly "Try, and I’ll show you how to block hits."
He takes his jacket off and throws it on the ground. I look down at the wide hoodie I'm wearing and wonder what I have underneath.
A tank top, okay. I take it off and he follows every move I make. It's like I'm observed, the same way I felt at the party. I know I'm blushing, but he doesn't say anything or make fun of me. I stand up against him and my eyes trail all over his hands, covered in tattoos. I see some of them entirely, but some are hidden under the short sleeves of his black T-shirt. It's a tight fit and I'm trying rea
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