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“Thank you for the oil,” he added. “My skin was a little dry.” Arobynn blinked—as much surprise as he’d show. It took her a moment to process what Rowan had said, and to realize that the almond smell hadn’t just been coming from her. He’d worn it, too.
Taylor Broady
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