She just felt so good. Her weight was delicious, the perfect blanket for a chilly morning, and I tucked my head deeper into the crook of her neck. If I’d tasted her last night, then it wasn’t enough. Because hunger unraveled deep in my gut, a want I wasn’t prepared for. I let my lips brush soft skin as I nuzzled deeper into hair that smelled like— My eyes flew open. Roses. Her hair smelled like fucking roses, and it was the same smell that invaded my office every Monday through Friday. Juniper was in my bed. Juniper was in my bed, and I was tangled in her. Juniper was in my bed, and she’d just
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