Melanie

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She leaned forward before she could lose herself, already feeling the tugging in her middle. She pressed a hand to Kier’s cheek to steady herself, then pushed to her toes and kissed him, once, her mouth to his in a move that was almost chaste. It was the only goodbye she could manage. She broke away—and one of his hands was at the small of her back, pulling her hard against him. His hand found her hair, his fingers spearing through, thumb sweeping across her temple. Kier kissed her, properly kissed her as he never had before, and her heart ached with everything she would never have.
Melanie
Oh okay 😭😭
The Second Death of Locke (The Hand and the Heart, #1)
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