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"You’re vibrating," Sam said, leaning against the dryer. He wasn't actually drunk, just buzzed enough to lose his usual armor of sarcasm.

"I don't want to be the guy who says this at a party," Sam whispered, stepping into her space until she could smell the mint he’d chewed to hide the beer. "But I think I’ve been in love with you since tenth-grade geometry. And I’m tired of pretending I’m not." drunk teen sex

"I am not," Maya giggled, the sound feeling too loud for her own ears. "The room is vibrating. I’m perfectly still." "You’re vibrating," Sam said, leaning against the dryer

Maya reached out, her hands finding the collar of his hoodie. The world was spinning, but Sam was the anchor. "You’re late," she breathed. "I’ve been waiting since ninth-grade biology." "But I think I’ve been in love with