Rebeca Ortiz

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“You’ve bewitched my senses, taken over my thoughts. Every time I blink, all I see is you, like you’ve seared yourself into my eyes and I’ll never close them again without envisioning you. And you know what?” My voice is as breathless as my thoughts. “What?” He leans away to look me in the eye again. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Gleam (The Plated Prisoner, #3)
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