When she walked into the apartment, he smiled widely as soon as his eyes landed on her, making her knees wobble in response. His chestnut hair was neatly styled, a few rogue curls still falling over his forehead. Just how she liked it. His jawline was further accentuated tonight by a light stubble that made her think he hadn't shaved in a few days and would definitely scrape her thighs. He wore simple dark jeans, a black sweater with a gray shirt underneath and a black overcoat. In other words, he was fucking gorgeous. “Hey you,” he said, getting up to greet her. They hadn’t seen each other
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