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before I can open my door, she tosses her bag in the back and jumps in the passenger’s side. “No need to draw attention.” Pushing her hair back, ice-blue eyes meet mine, and adrenaline hums in my veins. I want to reach over and grab her neck and kiss her roughly like we always do, but she’s right, no need to linger where we might attract attention.
Forbidden (Hamiltown Heat #4)
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