Ren || Reading What I Want

52%
Flag icon
There’s a wicked smirk on his face as he leans in close. “What do you think you’re doing?” I lift my free hand to boop his nose. “I see you under there, you know?” I whisper. “How’s your own medicine taste, love?”
Don't Say You're Sorry (Hawthorne University #2)
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview