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Image of the quote is loading... SaveSave Friends, huh?” She shook Vincent's hand, but lingered with Peter, giving him a sexy smile. She quickly took in his blond-haired good looks. “If I had a friend like you, I'm not sure I would ever leave the house,” she continued, her voice slightly hoarse and extremely sexy. - Quote by Rose Wynters

Friends, huh?” She shook Vincent’s hand, but lingered with Peter, giving him a sexy smile. She quickly took in his blond-haired good looks. “If I had a friend like you, I’m not sure I would ever leave the house,” she continued, her voice slightly hoarse and extremely sexy.

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