Jerelyn Urquhart

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My face burned with humiliation. After the night we’d had, I was sure he would make a move. I’d flirted with him and danced with him, throwing out all the signals. Did I need to wear a flashing sign that said tear my clothes off, please?
Caught in the Axe (Maine Lumberjacks, #1)
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