I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun. — Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
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I met his eyes because I could not refuse them... they were the color of a storm clashing with a setting sun.

— Cherie Priest, Maplecroft
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