Bailey Kuskoski

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“She’s something,” Felix says, smiling after her. “She really is.” I stand at the edge of the fort, not sure what to do. “You don’t have to stay if you don’t want.” “Are you kidding? This might be more comfortable than my bed.” He sits up, but instead of getting to his feet, he takes my hand and tugs me down to the pillows with him.
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