Lori Rivera

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“Hot damn, baby girl. What are you wearing?” He scans my body head to toe, lingering on my exposed thighs and pushed-up cleavage. “And how did it take me this long to notice? You’re fucked when your boy gets here, and I do mean that quite literally. He’s not going to be able to keep his hands off you.”
Ruthless Kings (Windsor Academy, #2)
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