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“Louis, my lights aren’t sparkly any more. Cast your spell!” He went down to a knee. “The battery fell out. Where’d it...” Samantha zipped forward, bounced up, and kissed him on the lips. He fell back, sputtering. “You two, shush,” I said, trying to listen. “Our forbidden love knows no bounds, Carl,” Samantha said.
The Eye of the Bedlam Bride (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #6)
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