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... gers moved slowly, almost careful, and the quiet warmth from his skin kept brushing against mine. Weeks ago, I never would’ve pictured him like this Lewis, kneeling in front of me, tending to me like he actually cared.
"Thank you," I murmured. My voice came out softer than I meant. I tried to pull my hand back and stand.
"Wait."
That single word rolled out of him with a low strength that made something in my chest stiffen. Not a command, but close. I froze and turned arou ...
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