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I watched her process it. Her dark eyebrows crinkled together the way they always did when she was working through something she didn’t quite understand, and she blinked fast. Her green eyes stared into my soul, seeing all of me, and I swear to God I started sweating. Because—holy shit—what the hell had I just said?
Mr. Wrong Number (Mr. Wrong Number, #1)
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