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“she was really starting to like the thought of Team Foster-Keefe.”
― Stellarlune
― Stellarlune
“Keefe closed the distance between them. And then… everything was new. The soft press of his lips against hers. The way their breath seemed to fall perfectly into sync while her heart and her brain screamed, FINALLY! Some tiny part of her had always wondered if kissing could really be as great as everyone claimed. But kissing Keefe was So. Much. Better. He”
― Stellarlune
― Stellarlune
“You’re basically Sophie’s telepathic backup, aren’t you? Is that why you’re so bothered about what happened at the storehouse? She was supposed to need you, and she didn’t?”
― Stellarlune
― Stellarlune
“Keefe closed the distance between them.
And then... everything was new.
The soft press of his lips against hers.
The way their breath seemed to fall perfectly into sync as her heart and brain screamed FINALLY!
Some tiny part of her had always wondered if kissing could really be as great as everyone claimed.
But kissing Keefe was So. Much. Better.
He was the one to finally pull away, leaning back to study her in the shimmering light. "You're okay, right? No regrets?"
She grinned. "Absolutely none."
His relieved smile was the sweetest thing she'd ever seen- but it faded a little as he leaned his forehead against hers. "I don't want to mess this up," he whispered. "Please don't let me mess this up."
"I won't," she promised, tilting her chin up to steal another quick kiss.”
― Stellarlune
And then... everything was new.
The soft press of his lips against hers.
The way their breath seemed to fall perfectly into sync as her heart and brain screamed FINALLY!
Some tiny part of her had always wondered if kissing could really be as great as everyone claimed.
But kissing Keefe was So. Much. Better.
He was the one to finally pull away, leaning back to study her in the shimmering light. "You're okay, right? No regrets?"
She grinned. "Absolutely none."
His relieved smile was the sweetest thing she'd ever seen- but it faded a little as he leaned his forehead against hers. "I don't want to mess this up," he whispered. "Please don't let me mess this up."
"I won't," she promised, tilting her chin up to steal another quick kiss.”
― Stellarlune
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