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He narrowed his gaze on her, and she’d had quite enough of that. “What do you eat for breakfast?” “What in—” He shook his head as though to clear it. “What?” “It’s not porridge, is it?” “Good God. No.” “This is fascinating,” the woman said.
Wicked and the Wallflower (The Bareknuckle Bastards, #1)
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