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Her nails dug into the skin over my heart, and I hissed
against her bruised lips. I pulled away, only slightly. Lila’s
chest heaved with every labored breath she took. Her lips
were swollen and red, ravished. Beautiful. Mine.
My breath lingered over her lips, before I pressed my
mouth against hers again.
Feel me.
Everything about this kiss was… sweet and tender.
I kissed her as if it was our first kiss – how I should have
kissed her the first time – when we were seventeen years
old. When we had been too young and too stupid.
Lila melted in my embrace, her arms curling around my
shoulders.
“I dare you to kiss me,” I rasped between our kisses,
throwing her own words back at her. She dared me last
night, it was my turn now.
“I dare you to stay.” My lips touched hers again. Feel
me.
My heart thudded in my chest. Lila trembled in my arms,
but it wasn’t from the cold. She dug her fingers harder into
the curve of my shoulders.
“I dare you to give us a chance,” I said, looking into her
dark, muddled eyes. “I dare you, Lila.”
When I claimed her lips again, I didn’t let go.
I knew Lila was going to fight me on this, but I had to
find a way to convince her to stay.
I wanted her to need me, the same way I needed her.
The perks of being Lila’s best friend for almost four
years…
I knew how to break through her walls, tear apart the
carefully put together pieces of her heart.
And break her, I would – so I could put her back
together and make her fall for me.
There was no other option.