Leandra Parsons

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groaned even as his fist slammed into my side. Pain flared up my ribcage. He wanted to play that game. I could do the same. I grabbed the back of his neck and bit down on his lip until the sweet coppery taste of his blood kissed my tongue.
Never Say Never (Vitale Brothers, #4)
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