Jemina Kokko

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“So, we’re okay?” he asked, keeping his big gray eyes locked on mine. When he reached up and tucked a rogue curl behind my ear I swear, an audible puff of air escaped my lips, which, I had to begrudgingly concede, wasn’t as embarrassing as a moan.
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