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... quickly jumped down.
In her haste, she almost bumped her head against the car door. Rhys Hawthorne leaned over and steadied her, "Take it easy, Ms. Monroe, don’t fall."
As he leaned in, the scent of cool pine and sandalwood from him brushed past Victoria’s nose, inexplicably calming her.
Perhaps sensing her tense nerves, his usually unsmiling lips curved slightly, "Where’s that spirit of yours when you forced me to eat pickled garlic as a child? Why are you so nervous see ...
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