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11: Coming Clean

Author: Meika Usher
last update Last Updated: 2020-12-08 22:00:06

 

            I barely made it to the parking lot when I heard Jack’s footsteps behind me. “Tierney,” he called. “Wait up.”

            My feet wanted to keep moving, but every other part of me wanted an answer. Needed to know if all of this—the flirting, the fun, the chemistry—was part of a fa

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