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He swept one hand through his strawberry blonde hair and messed it up more. I could just about stop myself licking my lips. Fuck. Never meet your heroes. Because you might just want to straddle them.
“The retired one? Wait, didn’t you used to have pictures of him on your walls? He’s a bit old for you, isn’t he?” “I thought we weren’t judging?” I asked. “Well I’m not but if I’d known you were going for older men I’d have asked Harold at the Bingo if he was interested.”
