Chapter 15 15. Flushed with guilt

OLIVER.

“Do I make you nervous?” I could feel every wafts of his breath hitting my skin, the air drawing goosebumps. My eyes flickered toward his lips and just then, his tongue jutted out and ran along the bottom, glistening with his spit that I'm sure smelled just as good as he did.

Why was I thi...

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