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... bs like a trapped bird. She could feel the heat of his hand approaching, the air shifting as he reached between her spread thighs.
’This is it,’ Ren thought, her breath hitching. ’He’s going to touch me.’
She waited for the contact. She waited for the electricity.
She felt a faint brush of fingertips against her inner thigh—feather-light, barely there.
And then... nothing.
His hand was gone.
Ren’s eyes flew open.
Altair was sitting back sli ...
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