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… her closer against his chest to kiss the part of her hair and cradle her head with his right hand. She sighed and closed her eyes to feel the warmth of his body enveloping her, a warmth that had nothing to do with his leather jacket or brawny arms. “We’re hunters and they’re prey. You don’t have to pretend otherwise.”
Celia McKinley
✍ Posy Churchgate
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I like the sound of this warmth
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