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The coolness of his skin surprised her. It
felt good, after the heat that kept climbing
her face and neck. His touch was like a
salve to ease that burn. “You’re cold,” she
said. As soon as she spoke the words, she
bit her lip. How rude of me!
“I’m dead. Remember?” His expression hadn’t
changed, but he opened his eyes in slow
motion, like waking up from a nice dream.
“To me, you feel warm and soft to the touch.
You’ve surpassed how I imagined you’d feel.”
The awe in his voice touched her heart and
made her feel exceptional, appreciated.
And awkward. She glanced around her. “Now
what?”
“Why did you trust me so?” he asked. Having
physical contact with her had pumped up his
self-confidence. He now regarded her with
seductively hooded eyes.
Standing next to Jeremy made Stacy want to
fluff her hair like a teenager. Hell, she
wanted to run her hands through his hair.
“I…” She licked her lips. “I really don’t
know. There is something about you…it’s as
if I’ve known you all my life.” He cocked his head to one side. “Strange,
but
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Bitten by Books: "...There
are some lovely tongue-in-cheek phases that
really tickled me throughout as well, e.g.
“Paul turned toward her,
wearing an I’m-sorry-I-peed in-your-shoes
look on his face.” After reading this, I
would definitely look for more work by this
author."
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