✶⋆.˚ bailey kate ✶⋆.˚

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“Hello.” His voice was rough and soft, and he leaned down to press a kiss to my cheek. It warmed me from the inside, and I leaned into him just briefly. There was no one here to put on a show for, unless he expected the driver to report back to his grandmother. Since that was highly doubtful, he was kissing me just to kiss me. And I liked it.
How to Fake-Date a Vampire (Charming Cove, #2)
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