Devin Isamoyer

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Cause I know you love me too, Decker.” “Goddammit, Robbie,” I cry. “That’s not how this works. You don’t get to say I love you from you to me and also from me to you. That’s not a thing. Everyone knows tha—” “Oh no? How’s it supposed to work then?” “You’re supposed to say you love me, and then you’re supposed to let me say I love you.”
Poetry On Ice (Totally Pucked, #1)
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