Cindy Lawrence

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“You want a compliment?” he whispered in her ear, his breath warm against her skin. “Every time I look at you, I see the allure of a thousand wistful dreams. You vex me every moment we are together and even more so when we’re apart, but I would be remiss to let that color the truth of you. Your stubbornness and loyalty are the very things that dare the universe to be daring in return. And I find myself fantasizing of a dozen ways to use that clever tongue.”
Spells, Strings, and Forgotten Things
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