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He didn't finish his rant because he was suddenly in my face, breathing out of his nose hard, his body taut. Two big hands cupped my jaw the instant before his mouth, with its deep pink, full lips and day-old scruff, descended on me in a hard kiss—all ownership and demand. Ohmigod.
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