97. BLUE ROSES

"Sprinkles, wake up," he murmured into her hair.

Layla stirred, snuggling closer to his chest, her arm tightening around his waist and her leg sliding over his hip.

"Up," he whispered, rubbing gently on her back.

She mumbled something incoherent and scooted even closer.

*Leon chuckled, holdi...

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