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... ed, delighted, completely unfamiliar in my penthouse. For a moment, I lay still, disoriented, before memory crashed back.
Aria. Noah. The kiss that had nearly destroyed my sanity before my son’s voice interrupted.
I grabbed my phone from the nightstand. 7:43 AM. I’d barely slept three hours, my body still wound tight with frustrated desire and the lingering taste of Aria on my lips.
The laughter came again, followed by Aria’s voice. "Noah, baby, we need to be quiet. Damie ...
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