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Poppy Hale hadn’t reacted when her lips and teeth were entirely imbued with Declan Hawthorne’s aura.
She couldn’t push him away.
Being kissed made her limbs go weak.
Declan Hawthorne grasped Poppy Hale’s waist, effortlessly lifting her onto the marble countertop.
Originally, Poppy Hale intended to iron clothes here.
Declan Hawthorne’s hand pinched the two fragile tendons at the back of her neck, reminding Poppy Hale of when she was a child and used ...
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