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... Mara, the rest—rosé bottles sweating in their hands while they exchanged poison disguised as jokes. But not today. Today she had likely canceled them all: too raw, too wrecked, too thoroughly starved for the one thing only he could supply now.
He imagined her sprawled across the sofa, thighs clenched, fingers restless, replaying every second of last night behind closed lids.
Good.
Phei reached the marble foyer and pivoted toward the kitchen. His bare feet made no sound, ...
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