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Book 2 in the 'Our Secret Dream' Trilogy.
Follow Skylar and Bryan as they continue their journey together. Learning not only how to progress as a potentially engaged couple but how to have fun and still enjoy their careers with all of th...
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For years I had been dreaming of a time when I wouldn't ever have to come back here. To the place, I never felt love from my parents. A place where I thought I got my first heartbreak.
So many firsts that I wish I could erase from my past with only a few memories I will forever hold dear.
One of which is Quinn Mother Fucking Taylors - the girl I have my life to thank for.
The one girl who has always had my back - held me when I felt like I wasn't good enough to be in this world and wanted to just walk away from everything. To fade into oblivion. Knowing that even when my heart and soul are torn into a distance of miles apart Quinn was the invisible rope tie that held me together.
Before him, Quinn held me together but now after him, he holds me together with his friendship and love.
Our relationship pieced me back together like a broken puzzle piece. Two separate pieces from two different puzzle's instantly clicked back together.
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Twelve hours that's how long it has been since we left Paris for London England. The place where I grew up. The soil that I happily left behind once I found my now husband. My new friends and family. Hell, even my career took a real turn for the better.
Just like all real fairy tales, my life was a true representation - every princess in fairy tales have painful soul-crushing start to life which is then followed by strength love and happiness.
The love and strength only he can and has given to me.
Lying here in this queen size bed with my husband's body entangled with mine feels like heaven. His fluffy curly brown hair is wild and free on his head as he snores softly beside me. His deep pink lips are slightly apart as he breaths softly. His breath skimmed my naked skin.
It's sunny today which as an old British girl I know it's a rarity. Having both hot weather and crystal blue skies feels like a dream, one that feels like something only a novelist could write.
The blues in my eyes were reflected by the skies outside the large bedroom windows. The sun rays from the outside world settled against my sheet less body. Heating them with hot kisses with each passing minute.
'Kitten' my nickname painfully passes his lips as his body thrashes from side to side whilst he sleeps.
I quickly flip over from looking out the window turning my focus up to him. My arms move to wrap tightly around his body, my head on his chest as I press feather-light kisses to his torso.
