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I remember I used to think Bentley was really cute. Nowadays, every single guy seemed to pale in comparison to Elec on the physical attraction meter. I wanted to crush that meter with a sledgehammer.
Knowing what his lips felt like on mine and how he’d tasted wasn’t a memory that could so easily be erased.
Randy stormed toward the stairs pointing his finger. “Cut the shit, Elec. You say hello to Sarah in a decent way.” “Hello to Sarah in a decent way,” Elec repeated in a monotone voice as he walked up the stairs.
His lips were perfect—too perfect—for the filth I was sure came out of them.