Jessica

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Rather than answering me with actual words, Sailor took a step back, grabbed her bow, and plucked out an arrow, her face void of emotion. She was vivid, loose-limbed. Also, completely deranged. But I saw the huntress within her. She was a daring little thing, and that made me want to fuck her even more.
The Hunter (Boston Belles, #1)
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