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Maya.
I didn’t want to flirt at first. It really was a game to me, something to fill the silence of the afternoon and see if the heat between Caleb and me was real, or if I’d made it all up in my ow needy head.
I was coming back from the corner store, arms full of groceries, sundress clinging to my thighs, hair still tangled from Caleb’s hands the night before. My body ached in all the best ways, but my mind was restless. Maybe I wanted attention. Maybe I just wanted to feel powerful, to see if anyone else could make my heart skip the way he did.
Sam from 14B was waiting for the elevator. He’d always been friendly, always offering a quick smile or a joke about my ever-growing stack of takeout bags. I smiled back at him, let my voice go soft and warm, leaned in a little when he reache
