Blake rubbed Livia’s cheekbones gently with his thumbs. “I can’t believe you came for me. My brave Livia.” He kissed her lips and looked concerned. “You’re bleeding.”
“I’m fine, Blake, but we have to get out of here. Some of Beckett’s enemies are after you.” Livia stroked his bruised face.
“Then why are you out here?” he asked, eyes instantly angry.
Livia gave the perfect answer. “This is the only place I knew I’d get to see you.

Autore: Debra Anastasia

Blake rubbed Livia’s cheekbones gently with his thumbs. “I can’t believe you came for me. My brave Livia.” He kissed her lips and looked concerned. “You’re bleeding.”<br />“I’m fine, Blake, but we have to get out of here. Some of Beckett’s enemies are after you.” Livia stroked his bruised face.<br />“Then why are you out here?” he asked, eyes instantly angry.<br />Livia gave the perfect answer. “This is the only place I knew I’d get to see you. - Debra Anastasia




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