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... cheeks, his thumb wiping them away so tenderly it made my heart ache. His touch lingered, sending a shiver down my spine. The air between us felt heavier — charged, like something I had only ever dreamed of was about to become real.
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move. His presence was overwhelming — the subtle scent of clean soap and cedar clung to him, making my head swim. My chest rose and fell in shallow, uneven breaths, and I prayed he couldn’t hear how wrecked I sounded just from ...
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