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... my arm sliding hesitantly around his waist. His skin was warm, his scent wrapping around me like a comfort I didn’t deserve.
"I’m sorry," I murmured again, my voice shaking. "I messed up. I should’ve been here... with you."
He stayed still, but I felt his breathing hitch just slightly.
"I hate knowing I hurt you," I continued softly, closing my eyes against him. "You mean more to me than you think, Nathan. And if you’re angry... if you’re hurt... I deserve it. But please ...
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