Haley Turner

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Every male in the room focused on her, not that that was anything new. Anytime she was near, we were aware. Constantly watching. It might've been creepy if we weren't all—aside from Khol—head over fucking heels in love with her. Or maybe it was still creepy. Whatever, I don't give a fuck.
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