Chapter 5: The Kiss That Changed Everything
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It was the kind of kiss that rewrote every rule I thought I knew. Not soft, not rushed—real. His lips tasted like danger and secrets and something warm I didn’t have a name for yet.
I didn’t stop him.
I didn’t want to.
When we finally pulled apart, I wasn’t sure if I was breathing. My fingers were still tangled in the fabric of his jacket, and his forehead rested lightly against mine.
“You shouldn’t have done that,” I whispered.
“Probably not,” Luca said, his voice low and hoarse. “But I’m not sorry.”
Neither was I.
But the guilt came creeping in later, back in my dorm room. I stared at the ceiling while my roommate slept, heart still racing. What was I doing? I barely knew him. I came here to build a future—not wreck it.
And Luca Donovan was the kind of boy who could wreck me with a smile.
The next day, he didn’t text. Didn’t appear near my class. I checked my phone more times than I’d like to admit.
Was it just a moment to him?
Had I imagined the connection?
Then, late that night, just as I was about to turn out my light, my phone buzzed.
“Can’t stop thinking about you. Meet me tomorrow. Same place. Midnight.”
No emoji. No hesitation.
I read the message over and over, my pulse fluttering.
I knew I was already in too deep.
And part of me didn’t care.
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