We stopped kissing but that didn't break us from that sudden drama. He leans his forehead against mine as his eyes meet mine. And that was when I got back my senses. I just kissed a boy , not just a guy , but a tatted stranger Gray. I flinch and move away from him. He smirks and shoves his hands in his pockets. I wanted to speak but my eyes couldn't help but check him out. Even if I was a nerdy depressed introvert , I could obviously tell when I see an absolutely pretty person. He was one of those. His toned self would make any normal girl lick him all over. But I wasn't that normal girl. " Why did you do it ?" I stutter. " You liked it." Of course I don't. Or maybe I do. " We should stop this , please. I re
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