Miss Garceau

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I’ve inched closer to Aspen’s side for comfort. I go still as I feel his pinky wind around mine, our linked fingers hidden behind the folds of my dress. The touch of his flesh, despite the current grudge we hold between us, helps steady my nerves.
To Spark a Fae War (The Fair Isle Trilogy, #3)
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