Cat Nunez

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She sighs and cups my face in her hands, and I know she wants to tell me she loves me. It’s like when we were on the trail, and I could see it all over her face. “I love you too, baby.” Her eyes fill with tears again, and I brush them away. “I’m fine, my love. I feel it every day. I don’t need the words.
When You Blush (The Blackwells of Montana, #4)
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