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... thing in the world, his hands resting casually but possessively on my hips. The faint, smug warmth of his breath tickled my neck as he leaned slightly closer.
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"Comfortable?" His deep voice rumbled softly in my ear, carrying an unmistakable hint of amusement.
Heat exploded across my face. "What—why—how—?" I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.
"I couldn’t very well leave you lying unconscious on the floor," Draegon replied smoothly, as if his explanati ...
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