"Sebastian," I whispered, arching into him as he claimed me once more.
And he claimed me again.
The cramped, sweltering space of the car made everything more intense--every movement magnified, every sound amplified.
His scent--clean sweat, warm skin, something unmistakably him--wrapped around me like an invisible tether.
I let go. I let him have all of me.
Again.
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Summer dawn breaks early--by four-thirty, the first hints of light were already creeping into the sky.
By five o'clock, I was sneaking back into my parents' home, tiptoeing to my room. I'd told Mom and Dad I might stay over after hanging out with Harper, so at least my arrival wouldn't raise questions.
I slipped into the bathroom to wash away the evidence of our passion, Sebastian's scent still clinging to my skin desp
