THE PROPOSITON… COULD I TRUST HIM?

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Kennedie My head was aching me badly. What had happened? I had no single idea, it was just like one second I was angry and leaving Desmond’s house, and the other second I was looking at my hotel, it was…. What the heck? Everything came back to me all at once and it made me light headed for a second. I forced myself to sit up. Tears clouded my vision again, and my throat ached, my hotel, it was destroyed. “f**k my life, seriously how am I so unfortunate” I said hitting my head over and over again. “Damn little menace you just woke up and now you want to send yourself into a concussion immediately?” I looked up and my breath caught in my throat. I remembered last night so clearly, the way he held me…. His scent, so intoxicating, so comforting and it was baffling how him of all peopl

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