Haley Turner

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“I just wanted you to choose me,” I whisper, and I see his silver gaze move from my mouth back up to my eyes. “That's all. I was just … waiting to see if you'd pick me.” “Maybe I was waiting for the same?” he whispers, and I close my eyes.
In the Arms of the Elite (Rich Boys of Burberry Prep, #4)
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