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“And yet he is there, inside Bourne House, drinking tepid lemonade and eating crumpets and dancing the quadrille.” Whit cut him a look. “Crumpets?” “Whatever they fucking eat,” Devil growled.
Wicked and the Wallflower (The Bareknuckle Bastards, #1)
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