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“He opened his eyes to reveal the storm within him.
“My every instinct is telling me to have my way with you.�
He was dead serious and my cheeks heated. Fire shone in his eyes and I broke eye contact, burying my face into his cotton-covered chest.
“But not nearly as difficult as going all this time without you,â€� he said.”
― Wendy Higgins, Sweet Peril