Rachel
Rachel
“Jayce, where are we going?” I asked as he walked with me, with his hands wrapped around my waist and my eyes covered in blindfolds. “I can’t see anything,”
“That’s the point, and don’t worry, I’m holding you tight,” Jayce said, and even with a blindfold, I can say that Jayce was smirking, staring at me like that, holding onto him.
“There are steps, being careful,” he warned.
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