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She met his gaze, the blue of his eyes stark in contrast to the smear of mud from his temple to the opposite cheekbone. His lips parted, and she felt herself drawing closer without making the conscious choice to. And then there was no distance left between them at all, and he exhaled against her lips as she brought her mouth to his.
The Anti-Relationship Year (The Pact, #2)
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