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"Why are you feeling up the door frame?"
"I'm looking for this one dent Janelle and I had made on the door frame while swinging a baseball bat around, when we were twelve. Oh! I think I found it."
Ethan stood behind my crouched figure, examining the spot that my fingers were working around. He squatted next to me, his cold fingers pressing against mine as they felt the dent in the door frame.
Although the two of us were doing something else, our gazes were locked in a competition: who would look away first? Neither of us won.
I felt Ethan's fingers slowly cover my own, wedging my hand between the wall and his hand. I felt us growing closer, slowly. Like really slowly. My gaze faltered from his eyes and fell down to his lips.
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The first little sneak peek into Secret Admirer. What do you think?
Coming soon ヾ(≧ ▽ ≦)ゝ
~SVB
