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... here, staring at him with what I assumed was a perfectly reasonable expression, and the next moment his arm was around my waist again and I was being lifted off the ground like I weighed nothing.
I blinked.
My feet dangled in the air and I discovered that I was sitting on his forearm—actually sitting on it, like a child being carried by a parent. Before I could think of anything to say, he was already moving, walking down the hallway with the kind of easy balance that suggested t ...
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