Mel Ravens

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The tunic barely struck me at my knees. I cleared my throat. “Turn around if you please.” A wickedness lived in Kase’s golden eyes. One that spun a web of heated delight low in my stomach. “Twice now you’ve asked me to turn away. There won’t be a third.”
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