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... Sylvan Cheney showed a face of helplessness.
He closed his eyes and, with a quick sweep of his long arm, pulled her into his arms.
Jasmine Yale had another dream, and when she woke up drowsily, her face was pressed against the man’s chest.
“Ah…” she shrieked!
Immediately, sleep was nowhere in sight!
Damn it!
“Sylvan Cheney, what are you doing in my bed?!” Jasmine Yale yelled, clutching her comforter and staring at him with wide eyes.
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