reach middle night, nearly every single night, wrapping one solid arms — Chelsie Shakespeare, Pull

Chelsie Shakespeare The Pull

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He would reach for me in the middle of the night, nearly every single night, wrapping one of those solid arms around my waist and pulling me in close. So. Close.

Chelsie Shakespeare, The Pull

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