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“I love you.” His breath hitched. “Say it again.” “I love you, Felix.” He cursed under his breath. “Sweetheart, I’m afraid I may have lost some of my hearing in the battle. Say it one more time.” I ran my fingers through his soft hair and kissed him. “I’ll repeat it as many times as you need me to.”
That Time I Got Drunk and Yeeted a Love Potion at a Werewolf (Mead Mishaps, #2)
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