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... kind of kiss that tasted like promises.
The kind that felt like silk sheets and heat and thunder rolled into one.
And this time, she kissed him back with all of it.
With the ache.
With the trust.
With the fact that for the first time in a long, long time... she felt chosen.
When they pulled apart, her voice was soft. "Thank you."
"You haven’t even opened your gifts yet," he teased.
"I don’t care about the gifts."
"Liar," he ...
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