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“Sir. Sir!” the waitress called. “Sir, can you come down, please?” “I love Olivia,” I told her. “This dick is hers.” “Uhhh,” she said, her gaze dipping to my dick. I made a slicing motion in front of it. “That’s not yours.”
The Pucking Wrong Date (Pucking Wrong, #3)
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