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... h and stretched his jaw out some.
Smug, cocky, bastard.
The next time I lunged, he caught me mid swing. His fingers clamped around my wrist, twisting hard. With a sharp jerk, he dragged me down with him, and we hit the dirt in a mess of limbs, looking like an angry game of twister. His weight pressed on top of me like a mountain, pinning me beneath him, his knee digging into my hip.
Heat rose in my core. My body betraying me only made me madder.
"I can smell what ...
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