Hold My Hand

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L͟o͟l͟a͟ Oh. My. God. How am I not passed out right now?! I'm f*****g holding his hand. I could swoon. His hand is just as solid as it looks and smoother than I thought it would be. Chase is gripping to my fingers with an iron hold and looking at me like I hang the moon and stars in the night sky. I really should say something but I'm tongue tied, unable to do anything but get lost in his eyes. My breath catches as he rubs his thumb across my knuckles. He gently places his other hand over mine, encompassing it fully. I'm seeing for the first time just how much smaller I am. Say something you i***t! I really should. I wouldn't say I love him but there's a strong care for him. He confessed his love but what will he say now? I ran like a friggin coward. I know I shouldn't kick m

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