I groan, pretending but also not being able to help myself, as I breathe
in the fresh smell of his incredible, intoxicating soap. I’m going to need to
ask him what’s in it, if we get out of here alive. Whatever it is, it’s my
favorite.
I blame the soap for what I do next.Fuck. His soap is like a drug. I want more" idk about Raker but she's definitely in love with his fuckin soap
— 23 hours, 48 min ago
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