Megan Brielle

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“Kai!” she shouted, tugging against my arms. “Who’s Kai?” She twisted, fighting my hold and struggling. “I know you by now. Your height, your form, your smell . . .” “Do you?” I asked. “You know how I feel, huh?”
Hideaway (Devil's Night, #2)
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