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... to read too much into the way his hand briefly grazes the back of my arm. He smells—annoyingly like exactly what Sara promised: clean cotton with a hint of cedar and maybe something citrusy.
My mind drifts into Marcus. He smelled incredible too...
No, I can’t think of him now. I left him at New York and that’s where he needs to stay.
The table is warm with noise and flickering candlelight, everyone settling in with plates passed down like currency. Josh is already halfwa ...
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