theresa goodwin

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Now that he’s calmed down, the tears have dried, and he’s seemingly okay, he surprises me when he leaps forward and throws his arms around my neck, squeezing tightly. “I wuv you, Weed.” Jesus, someone’s cutting onions again. My heart constricts in my chest with something I never thought I’d ever experience. I lift my arms and wrap them around his tiny body, and we stay like that. Embracing. Me fighting back misty eyes, and Holland gazing at us with tears in hers. “I love you too, buddy.”
Change on the Fly (Totally Pucked, #1)
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