A Bad Boy's Intentions
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Last published Tue, Jun 27, 2017
"Somehow you're still here even when my back is turned against the world. How is that ?" he spoke in barely a whisper.
I turned around in his arms and stared at his light brown eyes for a few seconds, a faint smile on my face, " How could I not?"
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