Ashlee Moore

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Never breaking eye contact, she reaches up and pulls my hat off my head. “You done?” “Not by a long shot.” “Good answer,” she smiles, lifting my hat to block our faces as she gently places her sweet, soft lips against mine in a kiss that leaves me desperate for more. She pulls back, laughing, placing my hat back on my head.
Fumbled Hearts (Tender Hearts #1)
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