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secretly begging me for. I give it to him. Never breaking our eye contact, I push Jarrod’s hands off me and stand right as Nate’s feet land in front of mine, bringing us chest to chest. His eyes shine instantly and I don’t even care it’s his cocky smirk that comes out to play. “You forget what you promised me last night, Gorgeous?” he whispers for only me to hear, his eyes narrowing. My tongue slides out to wet my suddenly dry lips, I shake my head. Because, no, I didn’t forget. I also didn’t think for a second he was serious. “Good.” He winks. Next thing I know, his soft lips are on mine. His ...more
Fumbled Hearts (Tender Hearts #1)
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