D.M. Davis

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he let the tailgate down, I was debating how to best jump up on the oversized truck when his hands wrapped around my waist. I gasped and clutched his arms as he lifted me onto the tailgate. “Andrew! You’re going to break something!” He sat next to me and spread out so his thigh pressed into mine. “I’m not going to dignify that with a response.”
Triple Play for the Single Mom
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