~Flowers From 1970~ REUPLOADED

It should have been a kiss in the heat of the moment, a kiss that didn't mean anything because they were both drunk. But Joonas' lips were too intoxicating, too memorable to forget once their hazy state of mind had worn off and they were both stone cold sober again. If she could only forget about this kiss the way he seemed to have forgotten about her. This story could contain substance abuse, explicit language and sexual content

what the title says no smut