♦ "You know how this works, right?" he huffed as he stopped my hands that were grasping the bottom of his soft, white shirt. My lip trembled as he lifted my chin that was pinched between his index finger and thumb to meet his eyes. I nodded my head gently. "No feelings involved," I whispered before he slowly released my chin and hand. He smirked at me before brushing his hand through my hair and pulling me to his lips. ♦ © KAYLA HARDY ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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