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“Thank you,” he said. I blinked. “What?” A funny little smile played out across his lips. “Thank you for trusting me with this.” My mouth gaped. “It’s a big deal.” His lashes lifted and his eyes met mine. “What we did. It was your first time. I’m honored.” Was this real? “So thank you.” Jax closed the distance between us, melding our lips together in what had to have been the sweetest kiss possible, and I realized this was real. Not some orgasm-induced hallucination, and there was truly no wonder why I’d fallen for him.”

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J. Lynn, born on June 11, 1980, is a talented novelist known for her delicate emotional portrayal and captivating storytelling. Her works have won the hearts of readers with their intricate emotional descriptions and engaging plots. more

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