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I can feel her stiffening, and I lift her chin to stare at her eyes. She frowns, and they’re filled with confusion, so that means she isn’t zoning out. She’s safe. Reluctantly, I release her and watch the fire.
“What was that for?” she whispers. “Why did you look at me like that?”
“Like what?”
“Like you were searching for…a ghost.”
“Maybe I was.”

My mouth devours hers for all the time I couldn’t. For all the time she was out of reach because I was a rigid dick who only ever sees the world in black and white. Cecily is neither. She’s the gray. She’s the colors. She’s every rainbow I never thought to stop and watch. I kiss her because this is the only way I can show her how much different she is for me and how much her absence affected me.

This is the most beautiful fucking sight I’ve ever seen. Usually, I do anything to kill any hint of softness or humanity she tries to see in me, but right now, I can’t. All I can do is stop and stare as she whispers, “Thank you.”

Fuck. Why is a simple thank-you enough to tilt everything off its axis? Why is this infuriating girl looking at me in this trusting way?

My boy Jeremy is FEELING

Cecily watches me peculiarly. “It’s not normal that you stalk me, buy the mangas I read, do some research on them, and even buy clothes that are exactly my size. Did you go through my wardrobe?” “I did, but I didn’t need that to know your size.” I lift a hand and trace an imaginary outline. “I remember every nook of your body and can guess the size.”

It takes everything in me not to smile at the spikiness in her voice or how she hugs the mangas as if protecting them from me. “Who says I’m shaming you?”
Her defensive stance turns into that of careful bemusement. “You’re…not?”
“Why would I buy you those if I were?”
She narrows her eyes. “Why did you buy these, anyway?”
“So you can read them here.”

“What if one of us died?”
“We wouldn’t have. I removed the bullet before you started.”
Her lips part and she stares at me as if I’m Lucifer himself. “You…you…”
“No rush. Take your time in finding the words.”
“I really thought I was going to die!”
“Which made you more honest. Aren’t you glad I was creative to find a way to make you open up?”

“So you love characters like yourself?”
“I’m not intelligent and wise. Reserved, maybe.” “You’re the smartest and wisest person I know. Except for when you’re being a pain in the ass.”

While he towel dries her hair

“You like it?” I lift my head to find Jeremy swirling the contents of his glass and watching me intently, his plate barely touched.
My ears heat when I realize I’ve almost finished mine. “It’s not bad,” I say all businesslike, trying to downplay my embarrassment.
Jeremy’s lips twitch and he pushes his plate in my direction. “You can have this, too.”

I like Jeremy

I’m dwarfed by the person at my back, his hand shackled around my nape and his steady breathing licking at my skin like wildfire. “What—”
“Shhh,” his rough voice sounds in my ear like a twisted symphony.
then he shoves a phone in my face with the club’s app on the screen, where his congratulatory message is displayed. At the top, there’s ‘Primal Kink’ and my username as his specified partner.

Holy fucking shit this books good