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... of ensuring she was whole. The innocence radiating off her was disarming, almost out of place after the night they’d had. He realized, belatedly, that she was still clutching the towel too loosely.
Without a word, he reached forward to adjust it, his knuckles brushing nothing but the fabric. When he drew back, his gaze never lingered. He only lowered his eyes, reminding himself to look anywhere but her skin. He did not know if she would even allow him to sleep beside her.
He sai ...
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