Chapter 5

Ginika Meade 1.0k words

Sammy Walcott

"Finally" He breathed out, his big arms around me. He smelled like mint and Cologne. The mint was familiar but the Cologne was not.

"Um, let go of me." I said tapping his shoulder. On normal circumstance, I'm not a hugger.

He released me, "I'm sorry, I'm...

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