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“Charles walks behind me and grasps my waist. "Somebody is crushing hard on somebody." I turn to face him. "We need to crush other things," I say, pressing my body into his. He wiggles his brows. "Oh, yeah?" "Garlic," I say, pulling away and entering the restaurant.”

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Book:The Spice Master at Bistro Exotique
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