His Runaway Angel
Hana asked.
“Nope,” Camilla replied. Looking at Faye, she rolled her eyes. “He’s never around.”
“Your schedules clash, okay?” Faye said in her defense. “Anyway, you’re overreacting.”
Camilla pouted, and Hana rushed to the rescue. “Don’t worry, for my next book, I’ll have a character whose name is Vanya,” she said, tapping a finger to her lips. “I’ll make him the bad guy. Maybe mafia. Vanya does sound like a Russian name. So he will be in my mafia romance.”
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