TWISTED DESIRE

ver felt more

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d reached across the table, hi

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to Jovita's skin l

k deepened. He lifted her hand to his lips

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ugh the empty roads, one hand lazily grippin

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d a shrug. "

ed to this life, baby. Th

ghtened arou

iet road, pulling up in fro

wned. "Whe

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omach

home," she

k didn't fade.

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y he was looking at he

e door handle. "It

t out, gripp

ogance in his eyes darkened into so

e hearing 'n

eath c

nd, fear flicker

ed her and leaned ba

u home," he s

shakily as he s

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