Amanda

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“I don’t think any of them need to wait.” “They do,” I said, and that glare flipped to me. I smiled. “Don’t smile at me,” she snapped. My smile grew. “So feisty.” Her stare warmed even as her chin jutted. “Stupid dimples,” she muttered.
The War of Two Queens (Blood And Ash, #4)
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