Ugly love by Colleen Hoover

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He focuses on my mouth, then back to my eyes again, then back to my mouth. Tate, he whispers. He says my name so softly I'm not even sure if his mouth moves.

I don't have time to respond. His hand leaves the button of my shirt and slides through my hair at the same moment as his lips connect fiercely with mine. He slides his body on top of me and his kiss instantly becomes intense, deep, dominating.

His kiss is full of something that's never been there before, full of feeling, full of hope.