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  • Writer's pictureMelissa McTernan
    • Jul 26, 2021
    • 1 min read

The Shape Of Oliver Wright: Part 5

She leaned in closer and tipped her face up to his, like a sunflower facing the sun. Oh God, she wanted him to kiss her. His heart tripled its speed as though it was attempting to gallop out of his ribs and leave him alone with his sins.


Her hands were on his chest now, warm and inviting. The smell of her sunscreen brought nothing but happy summer memories to mind. A small smile played around the corners of her mouth.


Forgive me, were the last words he thought before bringing his lips down on hers.


Check out Part 5 here: in which Oliver crosses a very big line...

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