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This is it!

After all this time we’re crossing the line.

It’s what we both want now.

This couldn’t be more perfect.

I angle my head up to meet his lips, close my eyes, and inhale a silent breath.

And then his lips connect with my…forehead as he places a sweet kiss there before mumbling, “Good night, El.”

Wait…

What?

That’s it?

I can feel that he’s turned on and I…

Fuck, there’s a raging horny beast inside me desperately wanting to escape and experience everything that is August Blackstone.

I want everything he just described to me. And I want to give it all back to him.

But he doesn’t want me…

I squeeze my eyes closed and tell myself over and over again,

Do not cry.

Do not cry.

Don’t you dare cry.

He opened himself up to you because you asked him to.

Holding myself together I conjure up the strength to finally say, “Good night Auggie.”

There is a line with August I can never cross and this is it.

I know that.

I’ve aways known it.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

AUGUST

Knock, knock, knock.

“Dude, Griff, be home because I fucking need to talk to you!” I shout at his door as I stand outside his apartment sans patience. I think I might be going crazy.

Everything is fine.

It’s going to be fine.

I just need a plan.

Everything will be just fine.

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