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... e’s forehead, his cool lips wandering down to meet hers.
Her pale lips were hot, as were her cheeks.
Sylvan Cheney kissed her, somewhat reluctantly.
Yet still, he slowly let go.
As he lowered his head, his softened gaze fell upon the bracelet on her wrist.
The emerald color was dark and lustrous.
...
But, as he looked closely, he realized the ring was missing from her left ring finger!
In the afternoon, when she had lifted her wrist ...
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