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A buzzin’ filled my ears, somethin’ indecipherable that I was pretty sure, if I listened close enough, would have sounded like my inner self roarin’ fuck yeah again and again and again. ’Cause fuck yeah. This was it. Right now. In this moment. Pure, unfiltered happiness the kinds of which I’d never experienced before. On my forty-first birthday, I finally had every single thing I’d ever wanted, ever even dreamed about.
Caution to the Wind (The Fallen Men, #7)
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