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He's checked off everything—smell, sight, sound.
Taste, touch.
And she hates him. "What the fuck do I do?"
"Fuck if we know," Kol bites out.
"You're on your fucking own," Yvo says.
Some fucking help his brothers are.
author's note
/screams/ welcome to sandejas boys book 3 :')
yvo and kol are my soft-boiled eggs and i needed one more impatient and clingy sandejas ♡
please enjoy BT as much as you enjoyed TNR and FOY (•◡•) again, same soundtrack!
this version is unedited.
+ this book is my work. do not copy and claim it as your own.
+ characters, plot, and places are fiction.
+ my personal cast for BT is how i picture the characters. feel free to visualize them differently.
+ votes and comments are always appreciated.
+ warning: mature content (sexual themes, curse words, etc.).
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Short Story[sandejas boys 3] He's checked off everything--smell, sight, sound. Taste, touch. And she hates him. "What the fuck do I do." "Fuck if we know," Kol bites out. "You're on your fucking own," Yvo says. Some fucking help his brothers are.
