Alyssa GSell

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I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear, and she turns her cheek to kiss my palm. Overwhelming desire sweeps over me, and I can’t remember why I’ve stayed away from this woman. It’s like I’m permanently stuck in her orbit, and I hope I never have to leave. This is the part where I kiss her, right? I want to. I think I might die if I don’t.
Behind the Camera (Love through a Lens, #2)
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