50 Shades of Sean

50 Shades of Sean

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Nov 27, 2013
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Winter Stone has never met a man like Sean Patrick Flanery, until she manages to arrange an interview with the Sex-on-legs actor. From the first encounter, sparks fly; Winter is totally besotted with her new interest, but just how much is she willing to learn about him? Sean has a lot of skeletons in his closet; ones he would rather no-one discovered. How will he hide the shadows of his past from the one person he has ever truly felt connected to? Maybe sharing the scars on his heart will help him forget, or jut maybe tear them open again...
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¡COMPLETED!! I took his hands into mine, his eyes only watering more when he looked down. A tear slowly rolled down his cheek as he looked down, so I wiped it off with the pad of my thumb. My hand rested on his jaw, then I gently made him look at me. "Seán... What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He sniffled and engulfed me in a tight, sad but passionate hug. "I have to leave for Ireland in a few days." He said, his voice cracking. I felt my eyes water, realizing that he was going across seas, hundreds of miles away. I hugged him tighter, our tears soaking the others shirt. "W-What... am I going to do without y-you?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. "I'm going to miss you so much." He pulled back a little, a look of realization on his face. "You might not have to miss me." My eyebrows knitted together and I shook my head violently, "Of course I'm going to miss you, why wouldn't I?" A small smile formed on his face, but stray tears that were left in his eyes ran down his cheeks when he blinked. "Run away with me." ¡SMUT AND CURSING!!

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