Tori Hornacek

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I looked up at Damon, the pain in my abs like a knot tightening over and over again. He inhaled a deep breath, fixing the lapels of his suit jacket. “I’d rather not walk in on my sisters in some weirdo, bacchanalian sex fest ever again,” he stated. “Understand?”
Tori Hornacek
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Nightfall (Devil's Night, #4)
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