Jazmin Besgrove

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“Don’t worry, Ash.” His mouth molds to mine, kissing me slowly and intensely, stealing my breath and robbing my brain of all thought. “They’d need a fucking army to drag me away from you. I’m not going anywhere, ever again.” “I love you,” I whisper against his lips. “I love you, too. So fucking much. Now, go to sleep. You need plenty of rest so we can get you home.”
Anyone But Me
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