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I leaned closer, planting one hand on the booth above her head, the other on the table, caging her in. She didn’t move, even while her pulse quickened. I eased my lips close to her ear, inhaling her painfully hypnotic scent. “We may be rivals, Lavinia. But it doesn’t make me want to fuck your brains out any less.”
Always Practice Safe Hex (Stay a Spell, #4)
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