Falling for Your Best Friend's Twin (Love Clichés, #1)
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“Women are a treasure. A gift. What do you do with treasure?” “Hoard it?” I’d asked, being a snarky fifteen-year-old. Mom had smacked me on the arm, but she was smiling. “No, Smaug. You protect it. You guard it. You always remember its value.”