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. With a rough but strangely calculated movement

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run to the bed, but Doyle caught her by the hips

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refinger gripping her chin, forcing her

shot with a jealousy he refused to name. "Who

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sound and crashed hi

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hammering them against his solid chest

spine, gripping her hips and pulli

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g her knee with his thigh, and kicked her legs apart, steppi

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st heaving. He looked at the tea

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ons popping off and scattering across the wooden floor. His cold f

ting. Her body wen

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moving. He frowned,

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f Taryn, Doyle's

s moved up, wrapping loosely around her slender throat.

disgust. "At least Taryn is honest about what she wants. You

ike a scalpel, but she kept her chin hig