Burn, Burn, Burn

Burn, Burn, Burn

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"Why...why did you do that?" I asked still trying to refill my lungs. My head was spinning, and I felt faint, and not in the good and sexy, panty-dropping way. Like the 'oh fuck my world is about to get so messed up Samantha will kill me' way. The bear looked at me with a confused frown and stepped closer, I held my hand out to stop him, but he just laced his fingers together with my own and moulded his body to mine against the wall, he growled and the look in his eyes was so possessive my knees almost buckled. The next word he uttered made my heart stop and the blood drain from my face. "Croissant." . . . Wait...what? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Riley and her family have been on the run near their entire lives. After seeing her father murdered and almost losing her own life, they were not willing to take any chances getting comfortable. Now, after eight years, they have finally decided to slow down. Allowing herself the chance at normality, Riley and her brother enroll in the local college, and for a moment, the life they always wanted now seems possible. No running. No looking back. Until a certain man decides to put a spanner in the works of Rileys plan.
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