Leandra Parsons

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Then Julian dropped to his knees. All I could do was watch his head with all its tousled auburn hair dip between my legs. He kissed the inside of my knee before looking up at me. “I couldn’t sleep last night,” he said, his breaths coming in short spurts. “Ask me why.”
Alive at Night (Wildflower, #1)
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