Crystal LoCicero

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I glanced back at Parker, who was watching us, clearly amused. Probably because he was smug in his safeness thanks to the tracker I’d installed in that manly friendship bracelet he had around his wrist. Thanks to me always gently observing him, he was guaranteed to have a backup in case anything happened to him.
The Wrong Play (The Wrong Player, #2)
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