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“I wanted you to kiss me Saturday night,” she murmurs against my lips. “I was so sure you would when you came back to the door, but you didn’t.” I capture her lip between my teeth again, dragging slowly as I let it go. “Because I knew once I kissed you, I wouldn’t be able to stop,”
Wicked & Wildflower (Pacific Shores, #2)
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