Mikaela Jade

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And then, his laugh. A delicious, throaty laugh that lights up my skin like a live wire. I can’t stop staring at him. At the way the hard lines of his face soften, all except the cleft in his chin, which deepens under the weight of his broad smile.
Sinners Anonymous (Sinners Anonymous, #1)
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