Weston understood why he thought this was a bad idea. She was a mom, for fucks sake.
But kissing him was addictive.
Each time his tongue touched hers, it felt as if the ground beneath them shook, like they were a cataclysmic event that shouldn't be and Weston had always been self-destructive.
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okay okay, i know it sounds crazy right now, but give it a chance !! i have a ton of ideas for this one. just trust me ;)