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Breaking Rules

Breaking Rules

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Sep 6, 2022
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Romance
Estratto dalla storia: E poi ci sono io, seduta qua fuori con una coperta sulle spalle messa da questo elemento da circo a fianco a me, lo osservo bene è molto più alto di me, non è un tipo muscoloso anzi è abbastanza magro, i capelli molto corti neri quasi come i suoi occhi, dilatatore ad entrambe le orecchie. Mi sembra un viso conosciuto ma non riesco a collegare dove possa averlo visto, forse in qualche foto di mio fratello con gli amici per questo mi sembra così famigliare. Delle fiamme credo, si diramano sui polsi di entrambe le braccia fino a raggiungere altri tatuaggi che non riesco a scorgere bene, per via delle maniche della maglia che indossa ma mi sa che li sotto di spazi chiari ne sono rimasti ben pochi...
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The second I saw her my skin heated and heart skipped a beat. I knew I had to know who she was. I knew I just needed to be near her. After my horrible marriage I knew getting involved with anyone was the worst thing I could possibly do. The problem was the girl of my dreams was standing right in-front of me partially guarded. She knew my family and knew about my past which should scare me away, but it doesn't it only draws me closer to her. My brother is getting married, I'm the best man, she's the maid of honor. If I screw this up even a little bit everyone is going to have my ass. The second I saw him my mouth went dry. His sculpted arms in that t-shirt covered in ink, my body was telling me to run the other way, to not get involved with this gorgeous dangerous man with a military past. Those gorgeous blue eyes however pulled me in and saw right through every part of me. He's my best friends soon to be brother-in-law, and I have legal custody of a child that isn't mine. Nobody wants to be with a single mom these days, what makes him any different?

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