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... of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.
"You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.
"Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.
"I haven't seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His ...
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