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All he asks is, “How did you do this?” I don’t have to answer him. We have a professional truce; I owe him nothing else. I clench one hand and cross behind him to deposit my bag on my desk. “Genetics. I wake up looking this good.”
The Entanglement of Rival Wizards (Magic and Romance, #1)
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