Chapter Eight - 2

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Future Beta Nate She was about to leave again until I spun her into my chest, and before she could say anything, I crushed my lips to her. I was lost in her taste and the way her body molded into mine. Her arms wrapped around my neck, her hands finding their way into my hair. I licked her bottom lip, and she moaned as I thrust my tongue into her mouth. Ayla was the first to pull away, panting, and I rested my forehead on hers, holding her impossibly close. She still had her arms around my neck. “Nate, what are you doing?” Ayla breathed out. “I’ve wanted to do that since the moment I saw you up on that mountain,” I confessed, and she looked up at me. “But the girl?” She stammered. I could tell that just mentioning her hurt her. “What I did was a mistake. And I’m so sorry you had to se

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