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... or asked directly.
Adrian Grant didn’t answer, slowly descending the stairs. He seemed not fully awake, his movements much slower than usual, lacking the usual briskness, even his softly tousled hair made him appear more gentle and approachable.
Adrian placed the glass of water aside and stood firmly in front of Eleanor.
The events of last night flooded Eleanor’s mind—the passionate kiss, the burning hands, all the sensations vividly remained.
She instinctively wa ...
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