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“Book share? How does that work? I mean we don’t have to if you don’t want!” She rambled on, clearly flustered which brought a chuckle from Tate.
“Want to fake turns in reading one chapter at a time? No cheating though!”
“Should we meet once a day to switch the book between us?”
“Of course, meet me at the library at 9am.” He bit his lip, unsure she’ll even bother showing up the next day. “Well I’ll see you there.”
“Yes!” She also bit her lip, unsure he’ll even be there waiting for her the next day.
YOU ARE READING
Intoxicating
Short StoryTate. Tate. Tate. His love is like a drug and once you’ve fallen for him there’s no going back.
