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... on Holly Winslow. His "little student’s" face was flushed, her lips also red—so red that he was getting the urge to kiss her.
His gaze was too intense. Holly Winslow poked him with her finger, signaling for him to tone it down a bit. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Mortimer Quincy raised an eyebrow. He noticed some strands of hair had come loose at the nape of her neck. He folded the safety notice he was holding, tucked it into his pocket, then reached up, pulled out her hair tie ...
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