Fabiola Alejandra

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As the sand began to rock beneath her, she pressed her hand against his chest, seeking out the steadying heartbeat. She sighed happily when she found it. Her body began to dissolve, little grains of sand scattering.… “Captain,” she murmured. “I think I’m in love with you.” An eyebrow shot up. She counted six beats of his heart before, suddenly, he laughed. “Don’t tell me it took you two whole days to realize that. I must be losing my touch.” Her fingertips curled against him. “You knew?” “That you’re lonely, and I’m irresistible? Yeah. I knew. Come on, Cress, you’re getting up.”
Cress (The Lunar Chronicles, #3)
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