The Au Pair (au h.s.)
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"I don't want to be the reason the lights go out in your eyes. You've been broken before." She whispers quietly against the thick woolen chest that cages her tight.
"So have you." His deep voice rumbles into her ears, lips pressed tight against the exposed flesh.
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