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... Axton could even see her own reflection in his pupils.
Her eyes were curved in a smile, her cheeks were red, and she looked bashful.
Her heart, spurred on by Blaze Fairchild’s proximity, began to thump wildly, uncontrollably.
"You’re very nice, too... Mr. Fairchild."
"Luna Axton." His voice was low, exactly like his soft murmur on that passionate night.
Her face instantly started to burn, growing scorching hot.
’It’s so hot. Why is the mall’s air c ...
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