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... , more like the idea of one.
He smiled against her skin, feeling it rise and fall with each inhale she forgot to manage properly. His thumb traced a cautious circle just above her ribs, learning the map of her by touch alone. She leaned into the contact, chest pressing to his palm with a quiet courage that made his own heartbeat thrum harder than the bike engine ever had.
"You make it hard to think," she whispered, fingers sliding into his hair, guiding him back up so she could s ...
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