Leandra Parsons

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didn’t seem bothered by my silence, though. Leaning forward, he gave me the briefest kiss on the forehead before striding off toward the door again. When he reached it, he glanced back. His lips curled as he trailed his gaze over me, making me regret not kissing him when I had the chance. “See you in the morning, Juni baby,” he murmured. And then he was gone, leaving me excited to fall asleep for the first time in a decade.
Alive at Night (Wildflower, #1)
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