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His eyes warmed to midnight and lowered to her mouth. She licked her lips and tried to smile, but her mouth didn’t want to work right. She should move away, push his hand back, clamp her mouth shut. He shouldn’t touch her. They shouldn’t do this. No matter how much she fantasized, it wasn’t allowed. Gabriel would kill them both. Her maker wasn’t forgiving.
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