Erika

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Instead, I relish the way his gaze hungers over every inch of my naked body, smelting my bones.  “But we need to have a chat about giving your back to circling monsters.”  “But you’re my monster.” I smile as he crosses before me, and I swear his breath stills. “You don’t count.”
To Flame a Wild Flower (Crystal Bloom, #3)
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