"What do I want?” His... «Night Owls»
rmbamba17 июля 2017"What do I want?” His fingers brushed over loose strands of hair near my temple. “I want to call you every five minutes. I want to text you good night every night. I want to make you laugh. And I want you to look at me like you did that first night on the bus."
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