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“Oh…baby.” I drop to my knees at her side, inching up by her legs. “I didn’t mean to wake you,” she murmurs. “I’m sorry—” “Hey, don’t,” I say, cutting her off. “Always wake me. You know that.”
Pucking Ever After(Jacksonville Rays, #2.5)
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