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“Why did you put a verbal brand on my ass back at dinner? Huh?” He sighed. He hadn’t intended to. Something in him had just snapped. He had no answer for her. Not one that wouldn’t clue her in to his real feelings. He’d wanted to rip off that male’s tail right there in front of everyone.
Ruling Sikthand (Clecanian, #7)
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