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snap forward, my free arm swiping across the table, the sound of cash and the money counter crashing to the floor muted from the pounding in my ears. I wrap my hand around her waist, dragging her roughly onto the tabletop and slamming my mouth to hers.
Wretched (Never After, #3)
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