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I’d survived.

Better than survived, I’d been to orgasm-heaven at the mercy of his skilled tongue and fingers.

Noah Holden ate my pussy, and I’d loved every single glorious second of it.

Because he knew. He knew how to coax me out of my head, how to make me ignore my overcritical, self-deprecating inner critic. He knew exactly what to say, how to touch me, how to make me feel like the most beautiful girl he’d ever laid eyes on.

For those few minutes, I wasn’t Aurora the whale or Aurora with the porn star tits or Aurora with the thunder thighs. I was just Aurora.

And she was fucking beautiful.

But beauty was fleeting, and the voice of shame was a cruel, spiteful thing. It chipped away at old insecurities until they were impossible to ignore. Until everything good I’d felt earlier slipped between the cracks of my tattered heart.

He’d said we weren’t done.

But how could we not be?

We might have shared a connection behind closed doors, out of the public eye, but in the harsh light of day, the truth was Noah was out of my league in every way that mattered.

My cell vibrated, and I snatched it up, pain squeezing my chest at the sight of his name.

Noah: All clear.

Aurora: Thanks.

Noah: I’m going to hang out with them for a bit but once they crash, I could sneak up to your room and finish what we started…

Aurora: I don’t think that’s a good idea.

Noah: Soon, then?

Aurora: Noah, we said one night.

It was going to hurt enough tomorrow when we had to go back to ignoring each other. When I had to watch his flock of puck bunnies throw themselves at his feet all over campus.

Noah: And I didn’t get one night. I barely got part of one.

Aurora: Noah, come on. You know we can’t.

Noah: Fuck that. We can. I want you, shortcake and I know you want me. You were drenched for me.

Squeezing my thighs together, I tried to suppress the memories of his long skilled fingers, and his expert tongue as he tasted me over and over.

Jesus. It was one thing to want a guy like Noah from a distance. Distance was safe. You couldn’t lose what you’d never had. You couldn’t miss it. But knowing what it was like to be in his orbit for a moment in time, knowing it was only temporary. Finite. That was a bitter pill to swallow.

Noah: I want you, Aurora. Anyway I can get you.

Aurora: I won’t survive you, Noah… we’re not the same.

Noah: Give me a chance, please.

God, he wasn’t making things easy. But if I’d learned anything about Noah, it was that he was as stubborn as he was determined.

Noah: One date… if you hate it, we can go back to being just friends.

Just friends.

Like we could ever be just friends after tonight.

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