I Didn't Mean to Sext Her

That summer, I only asked for more time.

Let me have a second to catch my breath. Give me a moment to find my footing. Let's take this slow and see where it goes. Or better yet, let's just never tell anyone anything it's not like they need to know.

I'd given Clara West some options, obviously, but the message was clear: I was still adjusting.

And I wasn't sure if I'd ever get used to kissing a girl.

veda | clara
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PSA: you do not have to read the previous story to read this one