Ashleigh

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My smile is instant, my hand flying out to latch on to his arm. “Wait, seriously?” Royce’s features pull, his focus quickly moving from my hand to my face. “Wait, what?” I squeeze. “Am I really your employee? Like I work here now? You didn’t just move me in... you need me?” Royce is stuck for a moment, unmoving.
Ashleigh
I love this girl.
Break Me (Brayshaw, #5)
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