Meg

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A smile began to play over his lips, but it faded as he watched her laugh. A predatory intensity entered his gaze. His pupils turned dark, large, and an electrical heat began to thrum off him in waves. Meg’s laughter slowly quieted. She swallowed. Her heart stuttered as a molten, tingling heat leaked into her belly, and a gentle throb began in her groin, each delicious pulse matching the beat of blood through her veins.
In the Waning Light
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