The man was potent to her system, her very own drug. — J.M. Stewart, Her Soldier's Touch
The man was potent to her system, her very own drug. — J.M. Stewart, Her Soldier's Touch
The man was potent to her system, her very own drug. — J.M. Stewart, Her Soldier's Touch
The man was potent to her system, her very own drug. — J.M. Stewart, Her Soldier's Touch
The man was potent to her system, her very own drug. — J.M. Stewart, Her Soldier's Touch
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The man was potent to her system, her very own drug.

— J.M. Stewart, Her Soldier's Touch
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