Betsy And The Books

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His nose trailed mine, so close his lashes grazed me when he blinked. Slowly, painfully slowly, his lips brushed against my cheek, the lightest of kisses sending a shiver down my spine and making my breath hitch. He dragged his mouth across my skin until it met the corner of my lips. Without realizing it, I squeezed the hand still intertwined with mine, my heart beating so loudly I was sure he could hear it. I felt his lips curve into a smile.
In the Wake of the Wicked (The Veridian Empire, #1)
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