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Nothing brightened my day more than riling Sloane up. She was so predictable in her responses and so spectacular in her anger, and I loved seeing her ice-queen façade melt long enough to reveal a glimpse of the real person underneath.
“What the hell have you been doing with your bedroom lamp?”
“You don’t know how I taste.” His smile took on a decidedly more wicked slant. “Not yet.”
Let me in, Luna.
“Luna,”
Smart, fierce, and so damn mine.
