Quote by Megan Erickson Download Open image ““If we kept kissing, we were going to end up fucking. There was no other direction this could go.”” — Megan Erickson ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.8 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“Good morning.” I didn’t release my grip on his hair. “You snore by the way.” Zane’s eyes narrowed. “I do not.” “Do too.” “If… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
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