The Kiss We Shared (Books 1&2)
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  • Reads 17,605
  • Votes 592
  • Parts 34
  • Time 3h 53m
Complete, First published Dec 16, 2018
Mature
We weren't sure if this was love or not. But, the kiss we shared was something I never felt before in my entire life... Something I never felt with him.


Xavier was a a nerdy, gay sophomore in High School. He's not that social with a lot of people, except his siblings. He doesn't love his dad and has always hated him. All Xavier wants in life is for a guy to share his love with. That guy was Romeo... his High School crush.


Romeo is the school's best football player. His team the Raw Dawgs is nothing without Romeo. Romeo doesn't know about his own sexuality... until he met Xavier. With a loving and supportive family, Romeo's main goal was to get with the school's smartest kid.
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