Coach Malik
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Last published Mon, Mar 31, 2014
"Like what you see?" He smirked, turning around from putting his bag in the locker room. "You wish." I scoffed. Skyler Brooks is a nineteen year old, feisty, and a very determined young lady. She has her life planned out by the minute. That is, until a dance coach with a dark past steps into her life.
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