Quote by Debbie Viguié
““I’m not this girl,” she whispered against his lips. He had to know, this wasn’t her. She didn’t kiss strange men. She didn’t feel this deep hunger inside. “I know you’re not,” he said. “But I am this man.””
““I’m not this girl,” she whispered against his lips. He had to know, this wasn’t her. She didn’t kiss strange men. She didn’t feel this deep hunger inside. “I know you’re not,” he said. “But I am this man.””
