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“I saw that you all were meeting, and it looked pretty serious,” she says taking a step closer.

“Yeah, just updates.” I say with a shrug, hoping to convey that the conversation was a normal check in.

She takes another step closer.

“I don’t buy that for anything,” she says flippantly.

I look to her. While we’ve known one another a full day, I feel like it’s been much longer than that. So much has happened today that I’m taking everything moment by moment.

I step into her to close the distance, place my hands on her hips and pull her body against mine.

I slowly lean down, our eyes never leaving one another.

“If you don’t want me to kiss you, now is your chance to say it.”

Her face lifts and she says nothing as our lips meet.

A rush of adrenaline fills me as I clutch her to me.

Her lips are soft, her mouth is warm, and she tastes as if she’s brushed her teeth recently. I hear a soft moan as I deepen the kiss.

This moment freezes in time, as I move back with her in my arms, not breaking the kiss and sit back down on the pallet of paper with her standing between my legs.

A second later, she’s climbed onto my lap and my cock stiffens immediately. I’m hungry for her. Hungry for something normal and definitely wanting to forget about the troubles that surround us for as long as I can.

“I want you,” she whispers into the kiss.

“You have me.”

9

Kendall

I’m kissing him.

I’m sitting on his lap.

I can feel his erection below me.

I’m kissing him.

What am I doing? I’ve only known him for today?

Normally, I would wait at least two dates to straddle a guy.

But what if this is the last day that I’m alive? What if we all get the virus tomorrow and that’s it?

Shouldn’t I at least enjoy myself in this time? We don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow.

I wasn’t looking for him, but somehow my feet lead me in the direction to where he was hiding out. When I approached, he looked stressed and looked like he heard some bad news.

While I want to know the bad news, I also know that there are just some things that he cannot tell us. He just looks like he needs a hug.

And right at this very moment, I just want to feel good too.

I thread my fingers through his hair and press myself into him further. His hands settle on my hips and he squeezes while our tongues explore and tangle together.

His kiss is the perfect amount of aggression and passion as I match him lash for lash.

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