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... ssed it to her cheek. The sudden coolness made her flinch, her nose wrinkling, and her lips pressing tight as she clutched the clean towel he had given her to her chest, as if it could shield her from the weight of his silence.
Levan was not having it. "Hold still," he commanded.
She tried. Oh, she tried. Her lashes trembled as the damp cloth dragged across her dirt-streaked skin, wiping away the grime of the forest. His movements were not tender, but they were steady. When she t ...
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