Chapter 21.

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He takes the strap of my backpack off my shoulder and put one of the straps on his. He doesn't look at me. He just does it.

"What are you doing?" I ask trying to make him look at me.

"Carrying your backpack. It's really heavy." He answers casually but with a cheeky smile.

"I know. You don't really have to carry it for me.." I say and stop walking so he can finally look at me.

"I want to." He turns around and meets my eyes with his.

"It's heavy. I can carry it." I try to pull the strap of his shoulder but he grabs my hand gently looking really deep in my eyes.

"I want to carry it." He says with a husky voice, breath brushing teasingly against my lips.

His eyes drop to my parted lips and my heart is hammering on my chest.

I instantly take my hand out of the strap but he's still holding it. We are looking at each other so deeply. I look at our hands in contact and then I look at his lips. I want to kiss him. I really do.

My conscious and my hormones are battling but my conscious loses as I slam my lips against his. He instantly grips my face tightly, kissing me passionately. Our lips are moving in sync. His long fingers tangle through my hair as he deepens the kiss. I shiver as waves of electricity and heat embrace me from head to toe. He pulls me closer. I feel his tongue slowly invading its way into my mouth. This kiss is wild, hungry, rough and passionate. We are both breathing heavily as we break the kiss to stare at each other.

I love him.

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