Maya felt her eyes get heavier with a need for sleep. She had collapsed back into the pillow that was calling her name and pulled the striped duvet to her waist before feeling another object wrap around her waist. She almost smiled before remembering she had to keep her act up. She felt a pair of lips come in contact with her cheek and released the grin that was itching at the corner of her mouth.
Ashton placed a light kiss on Maya's cheek and admired the grin that replaced her once straight-lined pale pink lips. He fell back onto his own pillow and wrapped his muscular arms around her blanket-covered waist. He continued to hold her the way he would for the rest of that night and many more nights to come. He loved his Maya and his Maya loved him.
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stolen heart |✓ book two of stolen series
Short Story❝ello love❞ ❝how did you know british accents are my favorite?❞ ❝love, i know everything❞ ❝you even know how to charm the pants off a girl❞ ❝are you saying your pants are off?❞ in which a boy steals a girl's heart through text messages. ____________...
