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... ly, carefully, as if it were something precious.
Large fingers that curled gently around his wrist were warm and strong, veins prominent under smooth skin. The pads of those thumbs pressed just lightly against his pulse.
His breath caught.
’He’s holding my hand.’
The thought was simple. Stupid, even. But it sent a flutter through his chest that he couldn’t shake.
He let his gaze slowly drift upward. Along the forearms first—solid, lean muscle under tight s ...
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