Rafe Cameron
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It’s nearly three in the morning when the knock at your window wakes you from sleep.
His shadow is slumped against the frame outside but you know it’s him. Rafe.
“Let me in.”
It’s nearly three in the morning when the knock at your window wakes you from sleep.
His shadow is slumped against the frame outside but you know it’s him. Rafe.
“Let me in.”