Chapter 33 Her Tatoo

Xavier’s POV

My knees remain rooted to the ground while I gape at the beautiful view before me, my eyes aching with the need to blink. But I don’t want to; I’m afraid if I do so, it will disappear.

Just like my fantasies of her.

The tank top hits the floor with a soft thud, but it still doesn’t s...

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