The Girl With The Beanie
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"When you were a baby, don't you remember having a safety blanket or something?" I asked.
"Yeah?"
"Well this is my safety blanket, except on my head. It gives me reassurance."
"Well, maybe we can change that." He said with a smirk, taking off my beloved hat, "Maybe I can be your beanie."
when katy slams into carter with her chocolate milkshake, their crazy adventure begins...
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