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... pping to a purr, "why you picked me... why you made me yours."
Rick’s hands found Alia’s waist as she stepped into him, her lips brushing over his in featherlight temptation. Her fingers slid up his chest, curling at his collar before she leaned in. "Tell me you missed me," she whispered.
"I did," he said in a barely audible voice.
Her lips met his again, hungrier this time. Their mouths moved in sync, and before he could think, she was backing him toward the bed, her kis ...
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