Simran Nagpal

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I smile, leaning in so my next words are said against her lips—the lips that haven’t left my mind since the moment she’s talking about. Hell, they were on my mind far before then. My hand not covered in her arousal reaches up to cup her jaw, angling her face up so she sees nothing but me.
In Good Company (Pembroke Hills #1)
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