[Without really knowing why, Kit leaned closer, the flesh of his cheek continuing to press against the prongs of the fork in Vincent's hand. He knew better than to dare the other boy this way, but there were times when resisting was futile. Especially when Vincent let slip little hints that he wasn't as awful as he would have others believe.]
You don't have to make excuses. I'm interested in you, too.
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You don't have to make excuses. I'm interested in you, too.