Abby Rowland

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"You missed me," he murmured, as if that thought was only just now settling in. "How strange. You barely even know me." I snorted a laugh. "Don't let it go to your head." "Too late," he said. I could hear the smile in his voice. "I'm considering that you might think I'm delightful."
Caught in the Basilisk's Gaze (Monsters of Faery, #4)
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