Jasmine

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The heat of the flames scoured her skin, feeling like a million tiny needles pricked into her. She gritted her teeth against it, closing her eyes as the warmth touched her face. She yielded to the exhaustion, her limbs sagging in relief after their panicked spasms. She was half-asleep when she felt the cool body press up against her back, pulling another blanket on top of them both. Renwick’s muscled arm circled her waist and pulled her back against him, his nose and lips burying into the hair at the back of her neck. He took a deep, sleepy breath. She felt his muscles sigh just as hers had, ...more
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