Kim South

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His lips hovered an inch from mine, and it was all I could do not to rise up on my toes and kiss him first. “Ah, there you two are.” I jolted, my teeth colliding with Mr. Eastbrook’s chin. “Oh!” I exclaimed, holding my mouth as pain flashed through it. Mr. Eastbrook swore under his breath, clutching his jaw.
A Game of Hearts
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