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“Stay where you are. Don’t move a muscle,” he replied. Frozen to the spot, I didn’t move as he scooted his stool closer to mine and pulled me toward him. His arms smoothed around my shoulders, folding me up in his embrace, his chin resting lightly on the top of my head. Slowly, I let my arms wrap around his waist and buried my face in his neck, inhaling the spicy-sweet scent of him as I let him hold me. Time seemed to slow down, the rest of the world falling away, leaving only the two of us.
Harley Merlin and the First Ritual (Harley Merlin, #4)
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