Leandra Parsons

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“Here.” Taking a deep breath, I lifted my head and threw her pants at her. “Put these on.” “I’d rather not.” She threw them back at me, hitting me square in the face. “It was roasting in here last night. I’ll just wear my shirt. It’s long.” It was not long. Juni stood, wiggling her hips to shimmy out of her dress, and I suppressed a groan. Her shirt barely covered her ass. One little bend and I’d be able to see everything. “You have to wear the pants, Juniper,”
Alive at Night (Wildflower, #1)
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