"Oh please you love me." He says as he pushes the hammock, most likely smiling his arse off. "Yeah, yeah. Keep pushing, pal." I say back resisting the smile itching on my face. ... When Winter is forced to attend a summer solstice party, she would never expect to get something out of it, never mind a boy... none the less, a cute one. ... Maybe she won't regret going at all. (Description and book in progress. First book, don't judge. Probably not as bad as you think though...)
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