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Not when he was this close. Not when his body betrayed everything his pride tried to deny. She felt the throb of him against her thigh. The heat in his hands. The way his breath hitched when she clung tighter. The way his gaze darkened when her gown slipped.
So she whispered his name, not husband, not prince, not the son of the mighty house that bore the Bear sigil, but...
"Leroy..." Softly. Like a secret. Like a spell.
And then she smiled, slow and dangero ...
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