In Love and Hate With My Stepbrothers
She didn't even flinch away, she just returned her eyes to my face, "He loves you.”
“Well, I love him too,” she admits in a whisper, “I can’t believe you’re so chill about that.”
I shrug. I don’t mind, but I also don’t want to just talk about him the whole time. She said she likes me, so I want her to prove it.
“Kiss me once,” I whisper back. I can almost hear her heart stopping, “I just want one kiss."
"I’ve given you a lot of kisses, apparently," she says, looking down at my lips and licking her bottom lip as is preparing herself.
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