The Lies He Kissed Me With
And then he turned.
Our eyes met. Something inside me shivered, an electric jolt I couldn’t explain. My rational mind screamed, You don’t know him. Don’t fall for this. But my body ignored the warning. The intensity of his gaze pinned me in place. He smiled — not a polite, casual smile like strangers usually gave, but a smile that felt like a promise. Dangerous, intoxicating.
“Iris,” he said, his voice soft, smooth, almost like a secret he didn’t want anyone else to hear. My name, spoken like that, felt intimate, electric. I hadn’t introduced myself yet. And somehow, he already knew it.
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