Love has a way of blazing through you like poison, leaving you breathless but still wanting more. On the way down it burns like whiskey, coats your throat like a love song, and enters your belly with the force of a hurricane. I told myself never again. I thought I had put those ghosts behind me, but some secrets don't stay buried forever. Fate has a way of forcing you to face them, and Sasha was the curveball I never saw coming. I didn't want to fall for her. In fact, I was determined not to, but she danced her way into my heart with her pink glittered Converse, and the sweet taste of peppermint. She's way too young, and chasing something I can't give her, but that doesn't stop me from wanting her. If I give into how I feel, will we last the summer, or are we bound to burn? For readers who love:
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