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Zac: Then let’s keep doing it.

Love:Are you serious?

Zac: As a heart attack.

Love:So, what? We each leave one confession in the book a week?

Zac: Why the fuck not?

Love:What if someone finds them?

Zac: They won’t. We’ll take our dirty little secrets out of the book as we go.

Zac:But no more PG-13 shit. I want the good stuff. Go big or go home, L. What do you say?

I weigh the pros and cons for over five minutes. Providing him with more information about myself is the definition of insanity. We’re already walking a fine line here. Playing with fire every time we press Send.

One wrong move and all our good intentions could crumble, along with our anonymity pact. I might as well give him my social security number while I’m at it.

You promised, Vee.

You promised you’d stop being scared.

It starts now.

Love:You’re on.


Tags: Eliah Greenwood Easton High Romance