You're Gorgeous," She Said. Her Hands Slid Around To Flatten Themselves Against His Chest. "you Know That Right?" "and I Just Don't Care," She Says "isabelle, I Don't Think-wait, What?

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You're Gorgeous," She Said. Her Hands Slid

Cassandra Clare

You're Gorgeous," She Said. Her Hands Slid Around To Flatten Themselves Against His Chest. "you Know That Right?" "and I Just Don't Care," She Says "isabelle, I Don't Think-wait, What?

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