Finally, after we were soaked through, he lifted his head and stared down at me, his hands cupping my face. "I thought you'd tell me to f*** off, and you'd leave. I thought every word I spoke was the last time I'd see you."

"Please. I can deal. Do you have any idea how screwed up I am?"

His crooked smile transformed his face. "Yeah. I've got some idea."

My belly went warm again. Sebastian kissed me, his lips wet from the rain.

Autor: Kelly Keaton

Finally, after we were soaked through, he lifted his head and stared down at me, his hands cupping my face. "I thought you'd tell me to f*** off, and you'd leave. I thought every word I spoke was the last time I'd see you."<br /><br />"Please. I can deal. Do you have any idea how screwed up I am?"<br /><br />His crooked smile transformed his face. "Yeah. I've got some idea."<br /><br />My belly went warm again. Sebastian kissed me, his lips wet from the rain. - Kelly Keaton




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