Ch. 45
I keep my eyes fixed on the page, hoping he’ll take the hint, but he doesn’t leave.
Perris Lanore stands watching me not watch him. He’s taller than I thought he would be, and covered in lean muscle that belies surprisingly broad shoulders, like is common with competitive broom riders. He’s got skin...
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