one year

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Nico’s P.O.V. The way she was moving on the dance floor right now... Sweet baby Jesus. Good thing she was mine and every man inside this joint knew it, or I would be in the middle of a f*****g fight right this second. The woman was a force to be reckoned with, her wild reminding me of a thunderstorm at the end of a hot summer’s day. And God, did I want her lightning to strike me down right f*****g now. Hands down, no questions asked. The way she was swinging her hips, letting her head fall back as she barked out a laugh when Jessica was telling her something funny. The way everybody already loved her, despite the fact that she had just been living here for a couple of weeks, had my heart fluttering. Yup, there it was again, the f*****g fluttering. She was a Goddess, and no matter how l

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