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Plus, he slept during the day due to his night job stocking shelves at a warehouse. Chris took charge of packing me a bag and getting us out of my place.
His breath caressed my upper back between my shoulder blades before his lips did. then his tongue.
There was only Chris and I.
When one of his hands caressed my cheek, I lifted my gaze. We locked eyes for a moment, both of us seeming to try to catch our breaths.
"He's you, Chris. Only you.
I think that was the first time I remember crying. My parents later told me that the Bradleys had a foundation at the university, and they hand-selected two students each year for a full scholarship.