Lexi Stringer

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He ended the kiss. “Your turn.” What? Oh, right. His questions. “Um . . . two,” I said unsteadily. “Two have touched me . . . that way.” He made a rough noise. “Dvoye mertvetsov.” Two dead men.
The Darkest Temptation (Made, #3)
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