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Her deep-set eyes were the color of my favorite dark-roast wood stain.
A man could disappear into those eyes. He could get lost and never want to be found.
Not even my skillet cookies were as mouthwatering as Kaine Reynolds.
My god, he did it for me. Head to toe, Kaine Reynolds was magic.
It was as good a place as any to get lost.
“The magic is us.”

