Page 251 - Anonymous
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“Don’t call me that.” The words just
slip out of my mouth.
His brows knit together. “Babe?”
“Yeah. Makes me sound like a
fucking pig.” I grin, and he nods.
“Okay.” He leans in and kisses my
cheek. “I love you, Sin.”
"You too, Co," I say, not feeling
the words. Not meaning them. Hating
myself for saying it.
