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"Becs..."

They reach for each other at the same time.

But I don't see them kissing.

Because Zahir has turned my face to him, and own my eyes automatically close as his mouth covers mine.

Chapter Five

THE NOISES OUTSIDEthe closet should have hurt me.

The things I hear.

The sounds they're making.

All of it should've hurt.

But none of it does.

Because Zahir and I are making our own noise that only the two of us can hear.

And oh, the way he kisses.

It's like a dream.

And not just any dream.

Butmy dream.

Every soft brush of his lips.

Every playful nibble.

Every teasing tug.

Everything is just like I've always secretly and guiltily dreamed of.

It's neither too wet nor too dry.

It's tender enough to make my heart ache.

But also hot enough to make my toes curl inside my shoes.

It's too, tooperfect...that I start to cry.

Because I don't get it.

I really don't.

Thisis how it should've been with the boy Iused tolove.

But it's not.

It'sneverbeen like this with Jamieson, and the moment his name pops into my mind, I'm crying even harder.

No, no, no!

And I start pushing him away.

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