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Wish You Were Home

Wish You Were Home

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sun, Jun 5, 202213m
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Romance
Milo POV of broken love I wake up to notice a ring and a note on the side of the bed "dear my love when you told me about katrina I left and went to my brothers we talk and he told me everything I realized if I couldn't trust you then I should be here Im leaving but you need to know that I will always love you Milo Stayling your the love of my life... sincerely Frankie Night" I read that letter twice not believing my eyes I call her phone but she doesn't answer....
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I looked up at the man in front of me. He was HOT. But he was also forbidden fruit. He was Alex's brother for God's sake! My boyfriend's brother, none the less. I shouldn't feel at all attracted to him, but the way he was looking at me right now... This wasn't right. He leaned closer though. I was losing all control right then. He pressed his lips to my jaw and my mind went completely blank, like it always does when he was this close. This was wrong. This was wrong. I knew it, but I couldn't bring myself to find the reason. Then it came to me. Alex. Alex would be angry. Now I seemed like a whore. Another kiss, on my neck this time, and another thought slipped away. This is still wrong... Why though? Think Beatrice! Alex came to mind again. Alex came to mind again. I knew there were more reasons than that, but I couldn't think of them at the moment. He moved his lips again, this time peppering kisses across my collarbone and he stopped at the hollow of my throat. I gasped softly. Now my mind was empty. I wasn't even thinking clearly. The only thought that passed my mind was that I wanted more of this. More of him.

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