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“Jasmine,” I grind out, cracking my neck before meeting his eyes. “She smells like jasmine.” “Jasmine,” he repeats, rubbing his chin. “I wonder if she’ll let me call her that when I catch her.” Red clouds my vision. “No, she won’t.”
Revive Me: Part Three (New Haven #2)
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