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t a man like R

apable. His presence alone sucked the air from my lungs, an

mmered agai

pered, though my voice lac

No?" He took a step closer, forcing me to tilt my chin up

that he

move. And the worst part? My skin stil

is breath brushed my cheek. "

gentle-but the command b

my chest, over

pped, lifting my chin. "

d unreadable. Then, to my utter shock, he chuckled

a single finger down my arm, leaving a tr

ath hi

epped back, giving me a look

, slipping his hands into his poc

hat, he turned

slamming against my ribs, my

as th

I had just stepped into a

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ready waiting behind the wheel. He raised an ey

ing my cufflinks.

rough the rearview mirror. "You'r

amused one of my own.

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was alre

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