LOL!!! “Have you kissed many boys before? he asked quietly. His question brought my mind back into focus. I raised an eyebrow. Boys? Thats an assumption. Noah laughed, the sound low and husky. Girls, then? No. Not many girls? Or not many boys? Neither, I said. Let him make of that what he would. How many? Why— I am taking away that word. You are no longer allowed to use it. How many? My cheeks flushed, but my voice was steady as I answered. One. At this, Noah leaned in impossibly closer, the slender muscles in his forearm flexing as he bent his elbow to bring himself nearer to me, almost touching. I was heady with the proximity of him and grew legitimately concerned that my heart might explode. Maybe Noah wasnt asking. Maybe I didnt mind. I closed my eyes and felt Noahs five o clock graze my jaw, and the faintest whisper of his lips at my ear. He was doing it wrong.” Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer
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