Leandra Parsons

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“Dear. Darling. Sweetheart. Whatever you want it to, really.” A soft laugh echoes on the other side of the line. My cock jumps at that too. “How about you just call me by my name instead?” “Okay, Wildflower.” I smile. “What’s going on?”
Wicked & Wildflower (Pacific Shores, #2)
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