Legacy - Night Horde SoCal 3 Page 33
by Sarah Osborn
“Deke?”
He opened his eyes. “Emma.”
There were no aches or pains as he stood and pulled her into his arms. Her hair smelled of raspberries and looked like the ends had been dipped in a rainbow, and when she wrapped her arms around his waist, the bracelets she always wore jingled like tiny bells. Deke cupped her beautiful face in his hands and brought his mouth down to her sweet lips.
“Hey, baby girl. Wanna take a ride?”
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