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HALEY
I felt a little guilty over nudging Wyatt toward the s****l realm of our getting to know one another. We’d agreed to not go there so quickly, but goddamnit, the man was too fine for his own good.
And mine.
He’d proven to be damn near perfect, and even if I’d learned over dinner that he’d put a face on in order to manipulate me into bed, I would have gone there willingly because he was just too delicious to say no to.
Never had I felt drawn to a guy in such a way, with strong emotions to the point I wondered if I’d gotten knocked upside the head.
He was downright beautiful. Tender and kind. No walls blocked me from seeing through his eyes—even if I wondered over possible fears of abandonment after learning what he had that day. Any grown a*s man would call into question their
