Julie Hiltner

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He was tall, with thick mounds of muscle honed from hours in the gym. He walked with a slight lilt, favoring his left leg just a tad. Ink covered nearly every inch of his exposed skin in detailed designs. Some of the tattoos were classic black and gray, while some sported vibrant hues. He was wearing jeans that hung low on his hips and were slightly lighter in spots from wear and tear. His t-shirt didn’t leave any room for the imagination of what was underneath. Jet black hair was shaved short on the sides and left longer on the top. It was messy, but not in an intentionally stylish way. Just ...more
100 Lifetimes of Us (The Romantics #1)
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