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Chapter 8

“Keefe, I-I don’t know what to say!” Sophie exclaimed.

“You don’t have to say anything,” he whispered. Keefe gently cupped her cheek with one hand and with the other he tilted her face up towards his. Sophie leaned into him, closing her eyes. Keefe’s arm wrapped around her waist as he leaned closer. She could feel his heart beating in time with hers and his warm breath tickled her face.

Then, Keefe closed the distance between them and she felt soft lips pressing gently against hers. Sophie found herself wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed him back. Instead of the butterflies that she usually felt when she was with Fitz, now she felt something deeper. Something that calmed her and made her feel warm all over. And as they slowly pulled apart, Sophie gazed into Keefe’s eyes and saw that he felt it too. Keefe started to lean towards her again, pausing just long enough to murmur,

“Team Foster-Keefe for the win.”

THE END