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Eventually, he shrugged and started walking past me. Confused, I tried to piece together that interaction when he doubled back and bit me on the shoulder. “Ow! What was that for?” My eyes were bugging out of my head as I watched this weirdo and what he might do next. Laughing to himself, he said, “What? Do I have an acquired taste?”
Twist Me (Asylum Devils #1)
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