Stephanie Sutherland

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She smirks, then reaches down and grabs one off the table, holding it out to me. “Here you go.” I grab it, shoving it in my mouth and eating it like a man gone mad, not caring about the crumbs falling out all over my shirt. The corners of her lips tip up, and now I really don’t care how ridiculous I look because I made her smile. Not stupid Gregor. Me
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