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Touchdown In Dallas

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Loveless___Romantic

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Everything was perfect. Not in the sense of cliché fairy tales where there were roses scattered all over the room and candles were lit and they just so happened to be in Paris or Rome.

 It was perfect because it was me and him. Alone.

His hands roomed their way up my spine, removing everything in their path.  After the black lace fell to the floor I knew that everything was going to change. And i welcomed it with open arms.



 

 

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When 15 year old Annaliese goes and stay with her aunt to get away from home. She meets an unlikely person, Dallas Gorgio, he was everything she wasn’t; popular, ladies- man, and he wasn't most importantly awkward. But their opposite personas made them drawn to each other even more, just like positive and negative.

 

( it is not as cliched as it sounds also BWWM  so please read)All Rights Reserved

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