Faith

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“Oh, hell,” Lev rumbled softly, and before Sasha could respond, he had pulled her into him, wrapping one arm around her waist to slide his free hand beneath her jaw, tilting her face up toward his. He leaned close, pausing a matter of breaths from her lips, and then he stayed there, his nose poised delicately alongside hers.
Faith
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