Daffy Kraizel

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"I bet you could come just like this," I continue to taunt, my voice getting quieter with every inch that disappears between us. "Couldn't you?" She shakes her head quickly with jerky, desperate movements. I lean forward and press my lips to her ear. "What a pretty little liar you are," I whisper.
1 Last Shot (The Fight Game, #4)
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