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... is a strange feeling. I’m more attached to it than entire castles I’ve had built in the past.
Every girl dreams of a castle.
It just turns out my favorite one is shaped like a box and gets dragged behind a truck.
A warm weight settles against my waist, and something inside me twitches, instinctively repulsed by any form of casual, possessive affection.
The offending appendage wrapped around my waist is large and tanned. A working hand. A fighter’s hand. A hand wi ...
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