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Chapter 8-3
At her door, Franz leaned close and whispered, “Will you invite me in?” Shivers of delight shimmered through her when she felt his hot breath on her ear. She wanted to say yes. He was undeniably the most handsome man she’d ever seen, but she didn’t know him at all. She looked up into a pair of electric blue eyes that glowed out of a face as dark and mysterious as midnight. “Can I trust you?” “Not at all.” His answer made her body ache for his touch, his solid touch not visited upon her as air and mist, or in a dream where she woke up in a dark room alone, but real, so very real! She was fully aware of the hardness of his thighs brushing against hers, and eased her hand behind her, opening the door. He pushed her in quickly, and she gasped as his lips found hers, causing a charge of ele
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