Nothing in the world was as beautiful to me as that tattoo, except the man bearing it.

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but what it all boils down to is three words that don’t mean nearly enough… I love you.

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A few months after Julian was safe and sound, Hot Ben kidnapped Tracey. Well, okay, technically he swept her away to Mexico, where they eloped. He just didn’t want to wait anymore. I understood. A lot can happen while you’re waiting. Being the romantic that I always knew he could be, Ben didn’t tell her about it either.

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What if I don’t choose you, Kellan? What will you do?”
He looked away, a tear rolling down his cheek. “I’ll leave, Kiera. I’ll leave, and you and Denny can have your happily ever after.” He looked back at me. “You wouldn’t even need to tell him about me. Eventually, the two of you…” his voice broke and another tear fell on his cheek, “the two of you would get married, and have children, and have a great life.”
I fought back a sob. “And you? What happens to you in that scenario?”
“I…get by. And I miss you, every day,” he whispered.

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Mots clés kellan-kyle thoughtless

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Do you really think anyone in this world, compares to you in my eyes?

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Ethics and I had crossed paths recently, and I’m not sure that I fell on the right side of the morality line.

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He nodded and leaned down to kiss me. I let him, Dad be damned.

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Mots clés kiss father

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They’re promise rings,” he whispered. Picking up the woman’s, he lifted my right hand. Sliding it on my finger, he softly said, “You wear one,” he slipped the man’s on the ring finger of his right hand, “and I wear one.

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Mots clés love promises rings

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It's okay... it will be okay. You're just young. Your'e young and inexperienced, and Kellan is hotter than all fuck.

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He relaxed and looked at my lips and then my eyes and then back to my lips. “How do we do that? This is what we do…back and forth, back and forth. You want me, you want him. You love me, you love him. You like me, you hate me, you want me, you don’t want me, you love me…you leave me. There’s so much that went wrong before…

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