Leandra Parsons

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“Fuck,” he breathed, lips against my earlobe as we both gasped for air. “If you can believe it, I didn’t actually come here to do that.” I chuckled quietly, sweat dripping down my spine as he gently lowered me back to the floor. “No? Why not? It’s part of the reason I chose this corner to study in.”
Forced Proximity (Bluebell House Duet, #1)
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