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That was all it took. His lips were on mine, and I couldn’t think about anything anymore. There was no Selection, no miserable family, no Illéa itself. There were only Aspen’s hands on my back pulling me closer, Aspen’s breath on my cheeks. My fingers went to his black hair, still wet from his shower—he always took showers at night—and tangled themselves into a perfect little knot. He smelled like his mother’s homemade soap. I dreamed about that smell. We broke apart, and I couldn’t help but smile.
Hehehh
“Aspen Leger, don’t you dare! You work too hard as it is.� “Aw, Mer,� he whispered into my ear. It gave me chill bumps. “You know how Kamber and Celia are. They need to be around people. They can’t be cooped up cleaning and writing all the time. It’s just not in their nature.�
MER guys the nickname
“I love you, America Singer. As long as I live, I’ll love you.� There was some deep emotion in his voice, and it caught me off guard. “I love you, Aspen. You’ll always be my prince.�
Im dying what kind of name is america singer
“From this moment on, your status is a Three.�
Damn
