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” He went to my closet and pulled out my Cat Fluff You Poster shoes. “I’m fine, Braden. I don’t need cheering up. I promise. ” He sat on the bed next to me, pushing my hair into my face. “Why would you need cheering up? Did something happen?”He hadn’t heard? I smacked his hands away and pushed my hair back. “Nothing I want to rehash right now. ”“Well, see, I’m not here to cheer you up. I’m here for completely selfish reasons. ” He held out his hand and gave me puppy-dog eyes. “Don’t make me beg. ”I kind of wanted to see him beg. I stared at his hand. He kept it steady, hovering in the air between us. I took it. Chapter 35I couldn’t decide if Braden had heard about what happened or not, but either way, he had to know that running up a field, kicking a soccer ball, could get my mind off anything.

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Well, almost anything. It seemed that kicking a ball alongside Braden could not get my mind off him. As we ran, I shoved him and stole the ball. “Foul,” he said with a laugh. “If you can catch me, I’ll give you that foul. ”I dribbled the ball faster, toward the net. I could feel him getting closer. Just as I came to the goal, he caught up and wrapped one arm around my waist, dragging me to a halt. Then he spun me away from the ball, Cat Fluff You Poster let go, and took the ball back. I jumped onto his back. “Give it up, Lewis. ”“You think this is going to keep me from scoring?” He gripped my thighs with his hands, keeping me from jumping off, and continued to dribble the ball. “Let me down. ”“You’re the one who jumped up there. ”“Don’t make me bite you. ” I opened my mouth and pressed my teeth lightly against his neck.

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He slowed to a stop. “You wouldn’t dare, cheater. ”“I totally would. ” My words came out slurred against his neck, and I added a little more pressure to my bite. I shouldn’t have started this game; it was making my heart race, feeling his skin against my lips, tasting salt. “Charles,” he warned in a low voice. I laughed. “You just have to let go of my legs. ”He let go, and I gave him a playful bite anyway and jumped down, Cat Fluff You Poster ready to take off after the ball. But he immediately grabbed me and pulled me against him. “You brat. ”I laughed. “You’re going down. ” I used one of my legs to sweep his. He stumbled, but didn’t let go of me like I thought he would, and we both fell to the ground. He rolled so I was pinned beneath one of his h*ps and his right arm.

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He slowed to a stop. “You wouldn’t dare, cheater. ”“I totally would. ” My words came out slurred against his neck, and I added a little more pressure to my bite. I shouldn’t have started this game; it was making my heart race, feeling his skin against my lips, tasting salt. “Charles,” he warned in a low voice. I laughed. “You just have to let go of my legs. ”He let go, and I gave him a playful bite anyway and jumped down, ready to take off after Cat Fluff You Poster the ball. But he immediately grabbed me and pulled me against him. “You brat. ”I laughed. “You’re going down. ” I used one of my legs to sweep his. He stumbled, but didn’t let go of me like I thought he would, and we both fell to the ground. He rolled so I was pinned beneath one of his h*ps and his right arm.
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