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She shuts her eyes, and I near her under the covers so she feels my body heat. I’ve been doing this long enough to know what calms her down and what triggers her fear. We’re a couple inches apart, and I already see a layer of sweat building on her forehead. “Shhh,” I whisper. “You’re safe.” I rub her arm, and she scoots closer to me.
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Hothouse Flower (Calloway Sisters #2)
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