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“But on the upside, I guess we're getting ready to find out if you really only love me for my jet." "I might love you for your jet," Gabrielle said, straight-faced. He smiled a Kat. "What about you?" "Yeah," Kat said, nodding. "I guess that is the question.”

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Perfect Scoundrels

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Ally Carter
Ally Carter

Ally Carter is an American author known for her young adult novels, characterized by suspense and espionage themes, which have gained popularity among young readers. more

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