Jauzlynn  Harden

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Slowly, I lifted my gaze. She was rooted in place, staring me down like a wild animal ready to charge. One corner of my mouth hooked upward. Her eyes widened. I went back to my lunch. I didn’t look up again as she huffed and marched out of the staff lounge. Shots fired.
Falling for My Enemy (Dirty Martini Running Club, #2)
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