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... nt of her office. He could see her sitting in her chair and reading a document with a stern face. A tendril fell on her face. A loose tendril of hair fell across her face, and instead of tucking it behind her ear, she blew it away with a soft breath. The simple motion sent a wave of heat through him.
Chris clenched his fists. His pulse pounded, the ache of wanting her coiling tighter in his gut. She wasn’t just beautiful—she was a storm, drawing him in, pulling him under. He had been wit ...
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