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“Luka…” A warm hand on the nape of my neck brought me racing back to the present. Rook’s lips brushed the shell of my ear as he folded his arms around my waist. I pressed my back into his chest and dragged the damp air and his woodsy scent into my lungs. “Are you hiding?”
Meet Me in the Blue (Hemlock Harbor, #1)
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