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“You want to go to Pandora’s? Hm? Freaky, dick eatin’ bitch?” I interrupted, tapping my finger on the island. “That’s what you want to do? Bet. I got you. Get dressed. I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” With that, I hung up on her by throwing the phone across the room, shattering it against the refrigerator. I hated her ass too.
Saint Baptiste (Soul Ties Book 2)
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