Want to kill {James Barnes}

Want to kill {James Barnes}

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Let me tell you something about myself Hi, My name is Beck Taylor, yeah I know what you're thinking really two names? I didn't name myself but if I did it wouldn't be it. This story is about me trying to move on and have a fresh start, because my past isn't a good one. Mainly family issues, you think that's normal but it isn't when your own father tries touching you, and your mother does nothing....yeah that's what I thought. So I took my fresh start to New York. Me thinking I would never find true love, or love in general because of my past biting me in the ass, but somehow it happened... Have you ever tried to run away from your past, but it somehow catches up with you? Well that happened to me. This story is content for 18+
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Twelve years ago, he drove away with my heart in his hands. I've moved on since then. Or so I thought. Growing up in a small town, there weren't too many options when it came to friends. But, even in a sea of a million, I'd always choose Jake Jameson. I felt safe with him. Safe with my secrets, my dreams and eventually - my heart. I thought we'd have forever together. That was a long time ago. I thought I'd forgotten those piercing blue eyes and the sound of his laugh. I tried to obliterate the memory of his touch from my mind. But, one single glance, as he stands at my door, twelve years later, and I'm suddenly transported back to a simpler time when love was easy, and my heart was whole. The problem? I'm marrying his best friend.

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