Hillary Joyner

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“Eaton. You grumpy motherfucker. You just laughed,” I blurt. “Yeah, Red. I did.” He turns to me and offers the most devastating smile. One that makes my stomach flip and my lips pop open in shock. It’s like I just put glasses on for the first time and am seeing him in a completely different light. And I can’t look away.
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