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By AnonymBrynn Kelly
Her biggest fear was that Flynn would walk away before she could even start to worry about him not coming home.
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By AnonymBrynn Kelly
How good would Flynn be in bed – a real bed, with crisp, clean sheets? She’d seen and handled enough of his body to create a solid mental picture of him naked. Very solid. Honed, strong, with a dusting of blond hair on his tanned chest and maybe a few tattoos. Long muscular legs, a sculpted butt, a narrow waist sliding into a broad back that would undulate under her fingers as he moved against her.
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By AnonymBrynn Kelly
I can’t help it if you drive me crazy.” “In bed or out of it?
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By AnonymBrynn Kelly
I don’t believe in happy endings,” Flynn said, spinning Tess and tilting up her chin. “Just happy beginnings.
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By AnonymBrynn Kelly
It’s your hero complex, isn’t it? You should see someone about that.” “Right after I get my head examined.
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By AnonymBrynn Kelly
It was too late for the truth – and too soon.
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By AnonymBrynn Kelly
Look.” He stepped closer, his voice lowered to a gruff murmur, and lifted her chin with his finger, forcing her to meet his gaze – which just made her want to stretch up and kiss him.
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By AnonymBrynn Kelly
My ex wants to come and rescue me.’ ‘Too late! I already rescued you. Who does this guy think he is?
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By AnonymBrynn Kelly
Read it to me.” “Seriously?” he said quietly. “You want me to read you poetry? Like saving your life ten times wasn’t enough?
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By AnonymBrynn Kelly
There are many things in my life I want to forget. But this I intend to remember.
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