Read An Excerpt From Assumed Identity By Lila Munro

Tweet "Jules, pumpkin, wakey, wakey." "Go away, Blake," Julie bit out over a groan. What was he doing in her house anyway? Did she forget to lock the door? "Please, leave me alone." "I can't do that, shug. Dante and I need to get you out of this abominable yard chair and get you home. …

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