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Stolen Kiss
~Cali~
“Shut up,” groping on the side table, I groaned at the annoying vibration of the alarm. Why does it have to be so loud in announcing that it’s time to face reality again? I couldn’t even reach for the damn annoying thing. My limbs are too short even for just reaching this damn irritating alarm clock!
Pushing the duvet from my body, chills ignited on my bare skin, the silk fabric rolled in my waist. I reached for the annoying garish thing. “sta 'zitto!”
Who the hell sets an alarm on a freaking vacation?
Only Cali Reed. Stupid me.
Grumbling, I rubbed my temple in circles. How did I end up naked in bed?
Seeing my clothes scattered on the flo
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