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Chapter 14
Dawn was casting pastel tendrils across the sky outside her bedroom window when Reid woke, and she couldn’t help but think how close it had been that he would never have known this morning. “My head hurts,” he said, his voice so painfully hoarse that her own throat twinged in sympathy. “Celine?” “Here,” she replied sleepily, wiping her mouth and sitting up. The top of his head was barely visible from her position on the floor, his hair chaotically tousled. She wanted to slide up there and smooth it down, running the lank locks through her fingers; she knew what he’d do from experience, his face shifting into a sappy grin as he melted under her clever fingers. What he would have done. Who knew how this new man would respond to her touch? But god, how she wanted. He sucked in a shocked b
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