That’s what they say, right? And in Hannah's experience, it’s painfully true.
Matt Schwartz was her first, and it’s not an understatement to say he ruined her for other guys. But she need to get over him once and for all, and here’s why:
- He promised to stay in touch and didn’t after the summer they spent together years ago.
- He’s already graduated, so it’s not like she'll see him on campus.
And here’s the real kicker …
-When she does finally come face to face with him, he doesn’t even seem to recognize her.
But when it turns out he does ... any chance she had of getting over him goes out the window.
Will he break her heart again?
Or will their second chance be everything her tender teenage heart hoped for when they parted ways the first time?
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His hands traveled up her arms to cup her jaw and the base of her skull, tilting her head up so he could touch his lips to hers. A brief touch, so light that she almost questioned whether it actually happened. From the look in his eyes, she’d expected to be devoured, but instead he touched her lips with his again. And once more before pulling back to look down into her face. “Are you still cold?” His voice came out as a rasp.
“Yeah.” Hers was breathy and soft, too. He nodded, pulling her with him toward the couch, settling her with her back against the arm and her feet in his lap. He slipped her shoes off, then pulled the blanket over her. His hands enveloped her right foot, one hand cupping the heel, the other wrapped around her toes, hot against her chilled skin. “Holy shit, your feet are freezing.”
A snort escaped before she could stop it. “I know.”
He smiled back, kneading the balls of her feet with his thumbs.
She let out a wordless moan. His fingers felt so good, strong and sure as they coaxed warmth back to her icicle toes. His eyes met hers, dark with lust, the light blue just a rim around the black of his pupils. His smile turned wicked, and she became aware of the hardness pressing against her other ankle. Heat rose in her cheeks, and his smile only grew bigger. He shifted his attention to her other foot, picking it up so that it didn’t press against his cock anymore.
After massaging and warming her foot, he worked his way up her calf, squeezing the muscle, his thumbs stroking and caressing her skin, warming her legs too. When he reached her knee, he moved her leg to the side, pushing the blanket off her so it slid to the floor, moving between her legs into the opening he’d created. She let him, enjoying the way his hands felt on her too much to stop.
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German
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Already translated.
Translated by Jenny Riemer
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