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... int steam from the sink, but with something rawer, more primal—a charged heat that pressed against Lor’s chest like a living thing.
Vela’s grip on his arm loosened, but the fire in her green eyes didn’t fade as she shoved him toward a wooden chair, its legs scraping against the tiles.
She stood over him, arms folded beneath the swell of her toned bust, her sports bra straining against her curves, her glare a mix of fury and something darker.
Maris lingered at the counter, ...
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