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... the middle of the bed, her son cradled in her left arm and Javier Sinclair on her other side.
Her body was so close to his that it felt as if he were holding her.
She glanced over at him, then shifted, snuggling closer to her son. She reached out and grabbed his wrist, trying to pry his hand from her waist.
"Our son is fast asleep. It’s about time you let go. Any longer and I’ll think you’re trying to take advantage of me."
His hand didn’t move an inch. Celeste Gr ...
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