More Than That
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Dernière publication dim., juin 18, 2017
Charlotte doesn't mean to like him. In fact, she tries really hard not to. Like really hard. But every time she tries not to think about him, a beautiful image of his perfect crystal blue eyes and hair as dark as the night sky comes to mind.
Chris doesn't mean to fall in love. He never wanted to. Never planned on it. He hid himself away in his baggy black sweatshirt and old jeans when truly underneath he was a handsome young man with piercing blue eyes and pitch black hair. He didn't want others to see his true beauty, nobody except for... Her...
More Than That
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