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“That is the very last thing I want,�� he said, and I started to smile. “Don’t do that.��
“Do what?��
“Smile at me,�� he murmured, the silver in his eyes swirling.
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“Because when you do that, there’s utterly nothing I would not allow you to do to me.��
I smiled fully then.
“Fuck.�� He groaned. A laugh left me—a light and airy sound that felt good even as his eyes narrowed on me. “Don’t do that either.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout