Page 73 of One Night Surrender
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A smile tugs at my mouth as I loop my arms around his neck. “What’s yours is mine, right?”
I grind myself against him, and he lets out a groan as his hold on me turns punishing.
“You’ve got that fucking right, Peaches.”
Without a single warning, Kolter scoops me up into his arms and begins carrying me away. I can’t help but giggle as he climbs the stairs, pushing us into the first room available before locking the door.
It’s crazy to think how much has changed. How much we’ve been through. How different we’ve all become. How everything started here.
One moment.
One touch.
One night.
