That’s the kind of guy you’d follow to hell and back.
—Richelle Mead
As amusing as it was to see him lovestruck, we had to stay on track. I snapped my fingers in front of Marcus’s face. “Focus,” I said.
I tried to dredge up the same reaction other girls had around Marcus, but nothing happened. No matter how hard I tried, I just didn’t have that same attraction His hair was too blond, I...
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