Karla Andreina

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“You do realize we’ll need to strip naked and curl around each other for warmth should you actually get hypothermia?” Her teeth rattled together. “The fire will be fine.” Another lie. I pushed to my feet, towering over her. Any attempt at maintaining a pleasant tone vanished. The demon prince came out to play. “Take the damned dress off, Adriana. Unless you secretly want to be cuddled up with me naked. Then by all means, keep the thing on. I’ll gladly nurse you back to health. You can even put the mask back on if you’d like.”
Throne of Secrets (Prince of Sin, #2)
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