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identity alive. He just smiled same wide, beautiful s

op me from asking more questions,"

strand of my hair behind my ear. His touch lingered, like he was trying to stretch the

g. That wasn't just a touch. It felt intimate-almost posses

top myself, the

d you se

to shut those thoughts out, one glance in any reflective surface was enough to bring every

his hand remained on my neck, his

understand the q

tration and embarrassme

ught your attention to the point that you basically kidnapped me to show me all this."

he finally understood

g," he joked, making me laugh. "I usually flirt with

wasn't ge

ind of woman men like you usually go for. And... I might not have a lot of experience with this, but

hated being that vulnerable. And in that instant,

i

itie

or, desperate to leave. I didn't want to hear anything he had

nd I stopped mid-step, s

him. I didn't want t

against my hair as he inhaled the scent of my perfume. His ha

nto his hands at my waist. He reached for my chin, gently tryin

what I saw in that

eep enough to send a

ul, fascinated by art. And most imp

nough that his lips

sexiest women I

t hide the shock at hearing those words come out of

admitted, with a smile I didn't even know I was capable o

ng my skin, carrying the sweet scent of watermelon,

a lot of thin

s made m

ou let me, I

ened on my waist, pulling me closer, and in t

out. I wanted this. I wanted to di

ing every muscle, every vein under my skin. I kept going, up to his biceps,

show me all o

that said he knew exact