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She sucks in a deep breath, then, all at once, rushes out, “IloveyouLawson.” I’m about ninety-three percent sure I caught what she said, but I ask anyway. “What?” “I love you, Lawson!” That spark? It ignites. “You…” I tip my head to the side. “You love me?” “Yes!” she explodes again. “And I have no fucking clue why.” The
Face Off (Seattle Serpents, #2)
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