Leandra Parsons

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“It’s on me,” he says, placing the red drink in front of me. My eyebrows lift. “In exchange for my number, right?” “Damn.” He drops his head, a chuckle escaping him. “Why didn’t I think of that?” “Because you’re not a complete asshole?”
Spin the Bottle (Campus Games, #2)
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