Hayley

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she shocks the shit out of me and wraps her hand around the back of my neck, yanking me down to her until our faces are level. My brows jump and I rest my hands on the hood of the car either side of her head, silently waiting for whatever she’ll do next. Her pastel blue eyes shine with a new found confidence and she smirks – fucking smirks at me – then she brushes her thumb over the corner of my mouth and pinches the cut there, forcing a pained groan from my throat while she pulls me in further.
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