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felt the air against my skin. I didn't reali

g as my hair blew again

y, making the bike come to a standstill. I al

ar. Shit. Fuck. I looked into his sto

t was only then that I realized that he was also o

red, knowing I was goi

led, his hand tigh

I looked down, feeling like the kid

me Khlo?" Ian asked,

o the extent that it felt li

s a rhetorical question. I didn't answer. "Lets count. One- disobeying me. Two - Putting yourself

my head.

d, raising his

stammere

at him in surprise and disbelief. Here meant the highway, w

and put in the ben wa balls that are in the dashboard. Then you will stand on

sed in tight biker jeans that stuck to my skin like second sk

effort to get p

y f

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is too scared to let anyone know about. No one knows about it, bu

oe Pearson. He knows her deepest darkest secret and he cannot wait to explore

tly, will she