Brittany Rose

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Alex’s eyebrows rose and stayed up, and I knew I didn’t imagine the growl that came from deep within his chest. “You can’t be that dense,” he sighed suddenly. Uh, rude. “Excuse me?” “You can’t be that blind,” he repeated with a scowl that might have made me want to hide if he hadn’t just played with me for half an hour. “Hey, fuck you, I’m not dense,” I spat. “Yeah, you are,”
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