Jae Stanford-Gant

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“A menace,” he whispers, lips brushing mine as his head tips down, and then he’s stepping, moving me until my back is to the wall, until I’m pinned in place with his body, and he’s kissing me. He’s kissing me. Holy fucking shit.
The Fall of Bradley Reed (Seasons of Revenge, #3)
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