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Loved By You
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Complete, First published Mar 31, 2018
Mature
"Don't touch me," Maja said pulling her arm away. Angelo shook his head. "Why can't you just admit you like me?" He asked her. "I don't." Maja pouted crossing her arms. "But you do. It's obvious." Maja scoffed looking away from him. "Whenever I'm near you tense. When I touch you get goosebumps and let's not forget the way you respond when I kiss you." He said taking a step closer to each point he made. Maja turned realized how close he had gotten. "Let's get one thing straight. This." She said gesturing between the two of them. "Is just for a grade. Nothing more." She said rolling her eyes. Angelo walked up to her pinning her against the wall. "Is that really how your feeling?" He asked as he pulled chin up to look at him. Angelo smirked when he saw her eyes widened as she looked down feeling him pressed against her.
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