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... couch. The impact knocked the air from her lungs, but it was nothing compared to the sudden awareness of the body beneath her.
The remote clattered uselessly to the floor, completely forgotten.
For a moment, neither of them moved.
Zara’s hands were splayed against Pyris’ chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath his shirt, rising and falling with slow, steady breaths. Her long hair had slipped forward, strands cascading on either side of her face, some spilling across his c ...
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