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... sure Lyra’s head didn’t bump against the frame.
He carried her straight to the Casa Padrino baroque chaise longue and gently lowered her onto the cushions.
He grabbed a bottle of water from the nearby bar counter, then returned to her side.
"Drink a little."
Lyra reached, realizing he had already loosened the cap for her.
"Thank you," she murmured, taking small sips.
He knelt in front of her, gently slipping off her shoes, lifted her legs onto the ...
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