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“I love it.” “Fucking right you do,” he says, before dropping his head back between my legs.
I’m in love with Griffin Sinclaire, but I refuse to give up everything I’ve wanted in life just to hear him say he loves me back.
He has already said it though
He smiles briefly and drops the envelope down on the countertop between us. “Merry Christmas.” “Merry Christmas,” I say, unable to pull my attention from the best gift I could have asked for.
