Eazy Breezy ☕️

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“Then let me call you Mine for a dance or two.” She grinned, but someone was suddenly between them, a tall, powerfully built person. Sam. He ripped the stranger’s hand off her wrist. “She’s spoken for,” he growled,
Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass #0.1–0.5, 1–7)
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