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Chapter 7 - Jasmine
Chapter 7 - Jasmine I felt my heart hammering away in my chest. My body felt flushed, hot and sticky, even beneath the thin scrubs I wore. Despite everything in me telling me that he was an asshole—and he was, no mistaking it—I couldn’t seem to resist the call of his full lips. I told myself it was a combination of tiredness and a serious dry spell that made me let him touch his mouth to mine again. But I doubted it. It was the third time I’d let him—well, sort of let him—kiss me tonight. Or was it morning? Either way, it was a very short amount of time between kisses, and I probably should have been a lot angrier than I actually was about this one. But it was hard to do that when he was right. I had been dreaming about him. I’d passed out on the chair, exhausted and stressed out. I o
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