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mhor 's review for:
Everything for You
by Chloe Liese
A grumpy poetry reading veteran soccer player and a sunshine anxiety ridden junior player.
What’s not to love.
“He grins, and fuck, I can’t look. It’s a real grin, soft and crooked, not that megawatt shit he shows the world. It feels intimate and personal and so impossibly lovely I want to wrap my hands around that smile and slip it inside my pocket, and fucking hell, I really, really need to stop reading poetry.”
What’s not to love.
“He grins, and fuck, I can’t look. It’s a real grin, soft and crooked, not that megawatt shit he shows the world. It feels intimate and personal and so impossibly lovely I want to wrap my hands around that smile and slip it inside my pocket, and fucking hell, I really, really need to stop reading poetry.”