❀Marbe❀

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He was touching some part of me every chance he got. And he was staring at my lips.  He—my best friend’s brother—was staring at my lips. He—my boyfriend’s brother—was staring at my lips. He—my boyfriend’s straight brother—was staring at my lips. He was staring at my lips.
Without You (Without You Duet Book 1)
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