Leandra Parsons

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“You heard me.” He stared, unmoving. His breathing grew shallow, and I wished I knew what he was thinking. I wished I could gauge his reaction, but his expression remained stoic and stunned. When he spoke, his voice was taut. “You’re a virgin?” “It’s not a big deal.” I
Alive at Night (Wildflower, #1)
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