Hayley

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“Never again,” I groaned, patting my chest which was thankfully still intact. Nothing hurt either. Also a good sign. “I’m too old for this shit.” She laughed harder. “Hey!” I rolled her under me, my hips cradled by the warmth of her thighs. Her hair was in disarray, damp from the snow, and her cheeks and nose flushed the rosiest shade of pink. She grinned up at me and I grinned right back before smashing our lips together.
One Week With You (London Lovers #1)
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