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... ou doing?!"
Fabian froze, caught red-handed. For a heartbeat, silence hung — thick, taut. Then his mouth curved into that damnable grin, slow and wolfish.
"Good morning, the sun’s up."
"Don’t you dare—!" Daisy shot to her feet, clutching the blanket around herself like armor, cheeks flaming. "You—were—" Her voice strangled into disbelief. "You were staring at my legs!"
Fabian arched a brow, entirely unrepentant. "I thought they were your face."
Her jaw dro ...
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