Leandra Parsons

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Stripping, I walk around the other side of the bed and climb in after her, wrapping her in my arms from behind. Her scent fills my nose as I press it into the nape of her neck, each breath a drug I can’t get enough of. I place a kiss in her hair and tighten my grip.  “I’m never letting you go.”
A Twisted Arrangement (Twisted Vows, #2)
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