Chapter Nine
- M. J. Padgett
- Sep 24, 2022
- 10 min read
All good things must come to an end, or in my case, all warm and snuggly feelings must, upon realizing they exist, be promptly shoved back where they belong—not in my life. Oliver, however, had other thoughts on the matter, which was why I found myself inextricably captured in a pile of blankets with him come morning.
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