Chantelle Smith

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He’s already watching me through whiskey-brown eyes, scanning over every inch of my body like I’m some prized possession he’s contemplating purchasing. Warmth rises to my cheeks as his sharp facial features and intricately tattooed skin lure me in. I can’t help but suck my lip between my teeth.
Carving for Cara (Wrecked, #1)
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