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... th makes my hairs stand on end."
"Which hairs?" Seravine purred, her voice a teasing whisper just beneath his ear.
Before he could swat her away, she practically slithered under him like some sultry jungle cat on a mission. Caspian jolted so violently he nearly shrieked—and in doing so, almost revealed both of them to the patrol of demons lurking just beyond the thorny brush.
"Could you please?!" he hissed, voice strangled, trying to yank his long hair out from beneath he ...
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