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My heart is racing so much that I take a step even closer. I go up on his boots and I smell him. I tuck my nose in the triangle of his throat and hide my face, dragging his scent into my lungs. And he completes his claiming of me by wrapping his arms around my trembling body. Oh God. He’s picking me over everything.
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Dreams of 18 (Heartstone, #2)
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