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En Beğenilen The Pucking Wrong Guy kitaplarını, en beğenilen The Pucking Wrong Guy sözleri ve alıntılarını, en beğenilen The Pucking Wrong Guy yazarlarını, en beğenilen The Pucking Wrong Guy yorumları ve incelemelerini 1000Kitap'ta bulabilirsiniz.I shook my head as I relived the moment I’d found Blake. Kidnapping her and taking her with me to some remote island didn’t seem like a bad idea at the moment.
Because now that I’d found her…Now that I could breathe…You could fucking bet I would never let her go again.
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She was like a lightning strike, breaking my fucking heart with her beauty. She had me and every other guy—and girl—in the room doing double takes.
I immediately wanted to gouge out all their eyes with the fork on the table in front of me.
Mine, my insides–and my dick–were screaming.
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Because I was a lovesick fool who wanted nothing more than to be with my wife every fucking minute of my life.
And she didn’t even want to be my wife.
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Including making things a bit more…permanent.
I grabbed my phone with my free hand and texted Linc.
Me: Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair.
Lincoln: If that’s a line you use on girls, it needs some work.
Me: You shut your mouth. My lines are perfect, golden boy. 10/10.
Lincoln: Oh yeah…how’s it going with Blake?
Me: …
Lincoln: That’s what I thought…
Me: Well, I mean. It’s going great. She just doesn’t know it yet.
Lincoln: I somehow understand that perfectly.
Me: I’ll send you pics of the wedding…
Lincoln: What? You’re getting married?
Me: Yeah. But again…She doesn’t know it yet.
Lincoln: …
Me: …
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“I love you so much it hurts,” I told her, and it was the truth. Our love was a living, breathing, painful thing.
Because having someone else own your soul was always going to be a painful, beautiful experience.
One I wouldn’t trade for anything.
One I would fight for with my very last breath.
And finally, I knew Blake was going to fight for it too.
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“What if I don’t want to model?” I screamed. “What if I want to be a barista? Or keep waiting tables. What will you think of me then?”
“I think I’ll just set up shop wherever you're working and get nice and fat ordering food and coffee all day so I can be with you,” Ari said calmly. He gripped my chin. “Sunshine, the only thing I want for you is happiness. In whatever form that takes. You don’t have to be anything for me to love you. You just have to be you.”
“You just have to be you.”
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