Kim South

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Unable to help herself, she pressed a kiss to his temple, pausing to breathe in the sleepy male smell of him. She ran her hand through his hair, tracing her fingers from his temple down to the scratchy whiskers of his jaw. Wishing with all her might that she had his permission to do so anytime she wished.
Love Practically (The Penn-Leiths of Thistle Muir, #1)
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