Ramsey Jester

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He stroked his thumb along my hip where he lightly held onto me. My breathing quickened, my body luxuriating in his slight touch. It felt familiar and new at the same time. I was sure he was testing the waters to see if I might reject him. I didn’t want to. Not even a little, even though I still wasn’t sure if this was the wisest course. And yet, it felt so right.
Resting Witch Face (Stay a Spell, #5)
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