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Rhaego stretched his hand out, palm already tingling, and placed it over hers. Her hand disappeared under his much larger one. Only her fingertips remained visible. Out of nowhere, his purr galloped out of his chest before he could contain it. He muffled it immediately, face flaming all the way to his horns.  She flinched and peered sideways at him. Her bright blue eyes finally met his. He was disarmed. Breathless. Brows drawing together, she studied him. Oh Goddess. He hoped she couldn’t see how furiously he was blushing.
Bewitching Rhaego (Clecanian, #8)
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