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Samira’s eyes went wide. If her cheeks weren’t rosy before, they probably were now. Was he . . . . flirting with her? Jack sat there facing her, his eyes dark and heavy, the corners of his lips turned upward slightly, a daring look on his face. He was handsome, with his graying curls and sturdy physique. Samira wasn’t one for being boy-crazy, but there was something about Jack Abbott that brought it out in her.
Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the adrenaline.
Whatever it was had pushed Samira over the edge. In an instant, she leaned over and closed the distance between them, her lips on his as she balanced her weight on her hands in front of her.All of the times Jack and Samira have kissed. Starting the night of PittFest and extending onward.
Bookmarked by Ballyrobin
03 Mar 2026
