Jessyca Simonsen

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A small smile forms on his full lips and his green eyes shine as he watches me. Unable to resist, I reach up to run my hand along his cheek. The perfectly trimmed, full beard on his face defines his jawline and there’s a couple freckles dotting his nose. He’s beautiful. However, before I get too distracted by his disarming good looks or think about kissing him again, he continues.
Until Tomorrow Comes
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