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... twilight, so she pretended to be asleep as she didn’t want to encounter him or behold that evil smirk on his face.
Her cheeks were flushed pink as they tidied the library, dusting the books and sorting the shelves. But it wasn’t the labor that warmed her skin. It was his words—those raw, wicked, forbidden words that had slithered into her mind, lodging themselves deep. The weight of them, the sheer audacity of them, struck her like a fever.
She could almost taste his lips, feel ...
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