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... María José.
Her face was bland and peaceful. Her fingers curled around the sheets, clutching the fabric as though she was holding onto something in a dream.
I felt that pull again. That insatiable pull.
I wanted to stay.
I wanted to crawl into bed beside her, to bury my face in her hair, to feel her warmth against me again.
Hugo growled inside me, drunk on her scent, howling for more. I shoved him back, but my hands still trembled. I wanted. Needed. And f ...
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