Puck The Rules: Not Me
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His hand moved. Just slightly. His pinky hooked around mine. I didn't pull away. His face was inches away. His lips were parted. His breathing was soft. His bruised lip looked better today. The swelling had gone down. We were tangled. Legs against legs. Chest against side. My good arm had somehow ended up around his back. My heart lost its rhythm.
Rule one:This is my side of the room. Jac...
Rule one:This is my side of the room. Jac...

















