Jenna Harding

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“Yes,” she whispered. “Good. But you fuckin’ eat with us too,” I said, and I saw a tear finally spill down her cheek. “Thank you,” she said so quietly I almost missed it. My gut clenched and I wanted to fuckin’ pick up her slim ass and carry her to my bed. And not for sex. Shock-fuckin’ horror. I just wanted her to feel worthy.
Heart Recaptured (Hades Hangmen, #2)
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