Dangerous
“Dude, I better be a fucking groomsman.”
Sliding into bed, she covered her face with the comforter, silently squealing as she wiggled her feet excitedly. She rolled to face the window, eyes scanning the star-lit sky as she buried her face in Jon’s pillow, inhaling the strong aroma of his cologne. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt so much happiness coursing through her veins. However, a niggling feeling tickled the back of her brain, the fear that once home, the happiness could slip away as quickly as it had crashed down on her.
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