34 – Twist and Plot
Inigo’s car stopped at the curb. It was just nine in the evening and I already asked him that I wanted to go home. Nothing in the Halloween party appealed to me, not when everyone wanted to claw their nails into the guy beside me, while his cousin was busy flirting with the hunter. Before I could collect my thoughts and snapp the absurd things I was beginning to imagine, Inigo leaned closer, his hand sliding into mine, holding me. I blinked as I looked at him, his face only a few inches away. I felt my body tense, his presence overwhelming me. I knew what he was going to do. He was going to kiss me. Tilting his head on the side, he slowly came closer, closing our gap. His lips touched mine and I swore I froze like an i***t. I could feel my heartbeat banging in my ears, my thoughts runni
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