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“Will arrived home just after 2:00 a.m., exhausted and ready for bed. One glimpse of seeing Emerald passed out on his couch and snuggled in his comforter had his eyes ready for more. She looked so damn good in his house. All he wanted was to wake her up long enough to come to his bed, so he could wrap her in his arms and drift off to her scent.”

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Book:Wrestling William
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