Ashleigh

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“Ah, this is no good.” He drops his head to my chest, kissing the valley between my breasts. I run my fingers through his silken hair, dread filling me. “It’s not? Do you want me to . . . ?” “No, you’re good. Shit, you’re perfect.”
Fallen Foe (Cruel Castaways, #2)
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