A strong hand shoves me inside his room. And a second later, when I’m about to trip over my own feet, an equally strong arm catches me around the waist and pulls me back to his chest. The door closes behind us. Lukas’s face buries in my throat with a long, sharp inhale. “You always smell so fucking good,” he murmurs against my neck, and my heart breaks into a race.
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