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Can’t help it. You’ve got a face like an open book.” Unnerved by how throaty his voice is, how sweaty I am, and how my traitorous ovaries have decided to stage a coup on my entire nervous system, I shake my head. “No, I don’t. I’m as cool as a cucumber. I’m an ice cube. I’m a cat.
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J.T. Geissinger (Carnal Urges (Queens & Monsters, #2))