I could think of any moment and see him weaved throughout it. It was as though his soul was interwoven with mine
—M.R. Field
this is new, but you being an asshole, yep- still there. Oh well.” I took a step back and flicked the door, slamming it. -Trice
She is stunning in her anger. Her eyes are bright, her chest is heaving and all I want to do is slam against her into nearest wall. I take a deep breath to calm the...
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