Cat Nunez

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“I’ll see you Wednesday for our next session,” I added, glancing back over my shoulder. His mouth tilted up like he knew exactly why I was rushing off. “Looking forward to it, Scarlett.” A breathless shiver slipped down my spine. If the way he said darling was illegal, the velvety intimacy with which he uttered my name was downright sinful. I didn’t look back, but the warmth of his gaze lingered long after we’d turned the corner.
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