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The man may have been blind, but Silas Graves bloody well knew his way around a pussy.
“I don’t give a shit if my friends don’t like you. I don’t give a shit if you’re the biggest cunt to every other human. I can feel the real you. And even though you don’t love yourself, I like you. Even the so-called ugly parts. That’s all that matters, understand?”
“But,” kiss, “if it makes you feel any better,” kiss, kiss, “they fucking loved you.”
“I told you, there is only one woman I’m interested in.” His lips were dangerously close to mine. My heart rate intensified. “You’re mine, Kennedy, you got that? And I’m all yours. Are you good with that?”
“The only thing crueler to me than silence is hiding something from me because I can’t see it.”
The man who couldn’t see opened my eyes, showed me all that I’d missed, everything
