Drifting (Interracial Romance)
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She drove for days on end never caring where she ended up. She'd stay get a job, meet some folks, and leave. It's how she'd lived since she was sixteen and she had no intention of stopping until the day she died. However fate and a certain ruffian did. She could give into temptation or simply drift.
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