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... l Hanski?" She pressed a hand against his face, blocking those clear, yearning turquoise eyes.
"What’s the problem with that?" he frowned, pulling her hand off. "Didn’t I sleep at yours last night? You can stay at mine." There were plenty of bedrooms in his flat, and if she didn’t mind, he’d gladly have her in his arms just the way they’d woken up that morning.
Her face only darkened further. He wanted her to stay here and become his human pillow — and god knows what else? No way ...
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