He looks so peaceful. He looks so heartbreakingly handsome. He looks like such a douche. I draw back my foot and kick him in the shin. His body moves before his eyes open, flipping me onto my back and coming down on top of me with a hot hiss. “Did you just kick me?” “You got lucky, I was aiming for your dick.” He finally pops an eye open, pinning me with a bleary yet blistering glare. “Fuck was that for?” “I’d give you three guesses, but all of them will probably be right.” His frown softens when his gaze drops to my lips. He shifts his weight to cup my cheek with one hand, and lowers his
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