Kendall Carroll

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My imagination, still intoxicated by her touch and her taste, burned with a desire to corner her on a bench, to seek her lips and recite a predictable string of nonsense that would have made anyone within hearing burst out laughing, anyone but me.
The Shadow of the Wind (The Cemetery of Forgotten Books, #1)
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