Chapter 56

  Wren

  Goosebumps prickle my skin at the words, and the way they roll off his lips.

  My stomach tightens as I plant the flat side of my shoes on his shoulders.

  He slips a hand under my dress, touching the bare skin of my ass.

  "Oh fuck," he groans, pinning me with his darkened stare. "You're n...

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