Kaja Salsman

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I never want to go another day without one of his kisses. Never. “I’m sorry,” I breathe out against his lips. “I’m sorry for all of it.” “Don’t be sorry,” he whispers. “I am. I left you. I let myself stay scared.” I smudge my thumb over his eye black as I cradle his jaw, pressing another kiss to his lips. “But I love you, Sebastian Callahan. I love you and I’m never letting you go again. Come on an adventure to Europe with me.”
Stealing Home (Beyond the Play #3)
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