Lauren Dun

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Need choked my throat, making it hard to speak, so I nodded quickly. This time, when his hand resumed moving, it was faster, and a determined, focused look settled in his eyes. Did he feel like he was on stage, performing for me? If so, he didn’t seem uncomfortable. Not even a little.
The Pool Boy (Nashville Neighborhood, #2)
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