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“I’m serious. I know it sounds stupid, we didn’t even talk, but I was grabbing stain for the fl—” My sentence was cut off by Grant’s lips on mine. Both of his large hands wrapped around my jawline. He took my mouth with force, and I stilled for a moment, unsure how to react. Before slowly sinking into him, I relaxed in his grip, my hands placed on his chest.
I Can Fix That
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