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I heard a soft clink and the nearing of footsteps. My muscles pulled taut, waiting for— A soft noise of surprise escaped when something cold pressed between my breasts. An ice cube. It didn’t touch my nipples, but they immediately hardened from the proximate chill. “It’s a hot day,” Christian said lazily. “We need to cool you off before we get started.”
Twisted Lies (Twisted, #4)
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