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Chapter 23 - Like Beetlejuice
Jay POV I wanted to kiss her. Not only that, I wanted to do so many things for her that I am sure my brother would come up from his grave and kick me in the ass. I barely know her, and she definitely doesn't know who the f**k I am. She believes I am her husband when I am just a mere stand-in… an impostor. I made my way to my bedroom and locked the door. I didn't want to risk anything happening between us. If I allowed myself to cross that line when she recovered her memories or when she found out the truth, she would hate me, and I was not sure if I would be able to handle it. I barely slept, and then I was up and ready to train early the following day. Harry woke up alone, and he gave me a smirk. The fucker knew I was completely f****d up, and he would pull the truth out of my ass i
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