Hannah the Emotional Support Editor

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His lips are upturned, and when he finally looks my way, he winks. My jaw drops a bit, and I stare at him, slightly taken aback by his playfulness. A side of him I didn’t see coming. Maybe that chakra shit is real, and I healed him with the magic of my pussy. “Babe, you okay?” he asks, all innocent, pulling out those acting skills he hides away. “You’re staring.”
Wild Side (Rose Hill, #3)
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