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“I missed you so much" he says, dropping a kiss on the top of my head. I crane my neck up and smile at his shiny onyx eyes, " We both know that's the understatement of the millennium" and poke my tongue at him, as he leans in kissing my nose.”

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Book:God Bless You Devil Kiss You
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