Barb Gordon

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“Understand what?” I ask, raising a brow. “That you're ours. Forever. There's no getting away from us now.” He grins, not giving me a moment to argue when his lips descend on mine, and his tongue eats my answer. “Exclusively ours,” Kieran reiterates, shutting the back hutch after putting our bags inside.
Bitter Notes (Second Sets, #1)
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