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Oh my lord. I pressed my hips hard against the bathroom door like it was going to keep me from falling. I observed how his long fingers flexed around the buttons, undoing one at a time, staring at each one with precision. One, two, three buttons undone. ​Wow, the ceiling looked really nice, did they repaint it recently?
Picking Daisies on Sundays (Picking Daisies on Sundays, #1)
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