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Good Girl

Layla

I wrap my hand around the back of Dalton’s neck, my nails raking over his skin. His hair is like silk–soft and thick–and his skin is warm against my touch.

He’s here; he’s real, and I’m safe.

His lips brush against mine again in a silent invitation. My heart is still hammering in my chest a...

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