Dark red fingernails spidered their way, clinging to the back of his head as she brushed his hat to the dirty floor. As their mouth parted, she held his bottom lip between her teeth. Kayla looked into his brown eyes and licked her lips. “I don’t want this to end,” she said.
“The kiss?” Charlie asked, pul…
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