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She reached out a hand and brushed my knee. Everything within me stiffened at her touch. I flicked my gaze down at where her fingers curled against the side of my leg, and for a moment, the only thing in the world that existed was this. It shouldn’t have unnerved me so. It was just a hand—only the slightest touch. But it caused something to stir deep within me.
Of Mist and Shadow (The Mist King, #1)
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