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“There’s not one forgettable thing about you.”
“The name’s Leo, but I’ll answer to ‘god’ if that’s what you want to call me.”
“I like the way she smells,” Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Fuck-Me growled, and a wicked grin took over Leo’s face.
Leo was my parachute, the only chance I had of survival. I clung to him, unable to let go.
“Don’t run from me again. I don’t think my heart can fucking take it.”
