I pulled away. He stopped me with a hand on my wrist. “Wait,” he said. “I know what you’re thinking.”
“What?”
“It’s written all over your face.” He pushed a lock of hair out of my eyes. “I’m not going anywhere.

Autor: Jennifer Rush

I pulled away. He stopped me with a hand on my wrist. “Wait,” he said. “I know what you’re thinking.”<br />“What?”<br />“It’s written all over your face.” He pushed a lock of hair out of my eyes. “I’m not going anywhere. - Jennifer Rush


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