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... Sienna Thornton leading the way. Simon Forrester quickly caught up to her, taking her small hand in his large one.
His hand was warm, holding hers neither too tightly nor too loosely. His thumb occasionally moved to gently caress the back of her hand.
In this bustling May, the evening breeze brushed against their skin, slightly cool.
Sienna, in a rush to leave, had just thrown on some cropped jeans and a short-sleeved T-shirt, not providing much warmth. The slight chill ...
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