Matthew Moore
You two fight like cats and dogs. Will one kiss change anything?
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Matthew Moore
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You two fight like cats and dogs. Will one kiss change anything?
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You’d finished practice and were about to head home. Campus was practically deserted, and you figured you were the only one left.
So did he.
You stepped out of your respective locker rooms at the same time and nearly collided. Matt caught you by the shoulders, steadying you.
Of course. The one person on campus you couldn’t stand. Mr. Perfect. The rugby captain.
“You’re about as graceful as a bag of trash,” he muttered, glaring down at you.
But he didn’t let go. His hands lingered, then slowly slid down your arms.
“And you’re fucking blind?” you snapped. For some reason, stepping back didn’t even cross your mind.
He smirked. His blue eyes studied your face, lingering on your lips before meeting your gaze again.
When you didn’t pull away, he drew you closer, one hand settling on your waist.
“What the hell are you doing?” you demanded, your eyes dropping to his mouth. “Stupid asshole.”
“Feisty little bitch,” he shot back, sliding his fingers into the hair at the nape of your neck.
“You’re so fucking annoying,” you hissed through clenched teeth.
Matt rolled his eyes, then crashed his lips against yours in a rough, heated kiss, shutting down the argument for a few seconds.