CHAPTER EIGHT
Damage control
I wake up and
immediately sense something is wrong. There’s a nasty taste in my mouth and my
head is pounding violently. My focus is sporadic in between the intense
throbbing of my cranium and then I remember I am in the spare room in Paige’s
flat. Except I am not alone, I turn my head slowly …
Oh
shit!
To find out what Poppy did just download for the weekend:) ENJOY xxx
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