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Chapter Fifty: Strangely Provactive
Josiah After another terrible night’s sleep, I pulled my tired, aching body out of bed, rushed through a shower, and shuffled down the stairs for a much-needed cup of coffee. The vision of Avalon Starr retreating down the hallway wearing nothing but a towel was branded into my brain. So was the tingly feel of her skinny arms around my waist. I couldn’t even wrap my mind around the fact that Avalon Starr’s touch carried the same electrical charge as Olivia’s. It wasn’t possible, I couldn’t be feeling that connection with any other woman, let alone a human. Maybe I was just missing Olivia so badly that I imagined it was her hands splayed across my back, not Avalon’s. My body reacted, even as my mind objected to Avalon’s touch. I had removed her hands from my body, but I was still str
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