Carolina Särnefält

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“You’re not supposed to touch me at all.” “But you could command me to,” I drawl. “Then I’d simply be following an order.” Her laugh is breathy, and I memorize the sound. Her arms twine around my neck, and I wonder if she will hold him like this. Her nose nudges mine, and I silently beg that she will never flick another’s. Her lips have only just brushed mine
Fearless (The Powerless Trilogy, #3)
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