Lissa Garcia

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A fire built in my gut, a slow burn that built deeper and deeper than the ache in an overused muscle. Sweat beaded on my brow, but it had more to do with the effort to restrain myself from savagely taking her mouth with mine than from the dance.
When Heroes Fall (Anti-Heroes in Love Duet #1)
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