Amanda Wallace

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“You’re in a universe of your own.” He reached for me, threading his fingers behind my neck as his palms warmed my skin. “You don’t even realize it. You drew me in that night. One look at you and I couldn’t get to that stool beside yours fast enough. I would have fought any man in the bar for you. One look and you were mine.”
Fallen Jester (Clifton Forge, #5)
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