End of Chapter 1
My tim, trái tim started racing as I reached my hands up into his hair, twisting, pulling him closer against me, deepening the kiss. Knowing he was going to eventually pull away, I held on tight, fingers interlocked behind his head. He finally reached up and placed both hands on the side of my head, and pulled me away, breaking the contact I was fighting to hard to keep. I gasped for air, finally realizing that air was important to. He leaned his forehead against mine and looking me in the eye.
“I tình yêu you” He said, his cool breath washing over me. bởi this point I couldn't tell...
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