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Pradishma Nagvekar
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в прошлом году
Zeke drawled, coming up behind his younger brother. His blue-green eyes pierced straight into mine.
Pradishma Nagvekar
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в прошлом году
my Jack Russell, Delilah, rubbing her wet nose against my bare ankle
Pradishma Nagvekar
цитирует
в прошлом году
In fact, my tolerance for people talking to me is quite low. Non-existent, if I’m completely honest. How I survive
Pradishma Nagvekar
цитирует
10 месяцев назад
Long story short: Making bad mistakes is something I’m very good at
Pradishma Nagvekar
цитирует
10 месяцев назад
Life Goal #3: Don’t kill the stupid people. Let them stick their fingers in a plug socket or something.
Pradishma Nagvekar
цитирует
10 месяцев назад
Try again, Ezekiel.”
“It’s kinda hot when you call me Ezekiel.”
“You’re only saying that because you think it’ll annoy me.”
Pradishma Nagvekar
цитирует
10 месяцев назад
With his dark hair, oceanic blue-green eyes, smoldering smile, and a yes-let-me-lick-whipped-cream-off-you
Pradishma Nagvekar
цитирует
10 месяцев назад
Sitting only feet away at a table with a pretty blond is Zeke Elliott. I don’t need to see his face to know it’s him—his messy, dark
Pradishma Nagvekar
цитирует
10 месяцев назад
You’re five-feet-nothing.”
“Five-five!” I stand on the counter and really look at the window
Pradishma Nagvekar
цитирует
10 месяцев назад
What are you, five?”
“Twenty-seven, but pretending I’m five has it’s benefits. Like getting ice-cream.” His smile reflected
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