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By AnonymJess Schira
I’d be foolish if I didn’t return her interest.” He puffed out his chest. “And no one has ever called me a fool.” Rosika’s jaw tightened. She rubbed her temples. “I’m giving it some serious consideration.
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By AnonymJess Schira
Waves of ice cold shock swept over Theo. Mrs. Dietrich, the woman who fed him chocolate cookies every time she pulled a sliver from his finger, the woman who’d tended him through every sickness and illness he’d had, the woman he loved as much as his own mother: a war spy and traitor. Impossible! “You think your mom is a spy?” He said the words slowly, not quite believing they came from his mouth. “For Germany? That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.
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By AnonymJess Schira
You are pretty, aren’t you?” Rosika frowned. “You don’t have to sound so surprised.
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By AnonymJess Schira
You’re wrong.” “I am?” “I thought things through this time around. I even managed to restrain myself.” Theo stared at her, incredulous. “You did.” “I thought about kicking him in the balls, but I didn’t. I figured that would be over kill.” - Rendezvous with Destiny
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