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Faint black stubble shadowed his jaw, indicating he was a bedtime shaver, not a morning man. She remembered the feel of that stubble.
Against her throat. Her breasts, The inside of her thighs.
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He followed her back into the hall and then into her bedroom, where she shut the door with a firm click of the latch. ...
"Did you bring me in here to watch television?" he asked. "Or for some other reason?
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