Isabella Carrasco

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“So…now that I know you want to fuck me, I guess I’ll have to challenge Heath to a duel,” he announced sometime later, making me choke on the sip of soda I’d just taken. I spluttered while he grinned and smacked him with the back of my hand. “I do not want to fuck you. And no one is challenging anyone to a duel in my name, you fucking dork.”
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