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... ’s hands landed on the backrest and armrest, trapping her.
In that tiny space, she had nowhere to escape.
They were so close she could even smell Blaze Fairchild’s unique scent.
It was a faint, warm scent, one that felt comforting. No botanical fragrance in the world could describe it.
It was his natural scent; everyone’s is unique, and Luna Axton was well aware of this.
Whenever Blaze Fairchild held her while they slept, he loved to bury his face in the c ...
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