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... is life could he have imagined guarding someone bathe was more dangerous than hunting in the forest. He wanted to walk away, but he promised to guard her.
Clenching his fists, Luke stayed there like a statue, trying his best to stifle his imagination.
When the sound of water stopped, replaced by the rustling of clothes, only then did Luke breathe. He did not even realize he had been holding his breath.
’He should have finished wiping his body dry and dressing now—’
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