Alisha Eadle

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“I dreamed we did something we weren’t supposed to do.” She pulls her nightshirt over her head and threads her arms through. “You and your dreams. You’re such a perv.” Her grin doubles. “Oh, Fitzy, you have no idea.” She pads her way to the bedroom.
From Air (Wildfire, #1)
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