Noi (in & out)

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“You . . . bitch,” I mutter, causing her to smile even broader if possible. White-hot anger blisters through me. My fists clench at my side. And before I can stop myself, I grab her head, and I slam my forehead against hers, headbutting her straight into the wall behind her.
Right Man, Right Time (The Vancouver Agitators, #3)
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