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CHAPTER 17
MAYA POV The air hung heavy, a suffocating blanket against my skin. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to banish the image of him. Why, oh why, did he have to be so damn attractive? So charming, so smooth with words, and so, so gentle. It all came through in the way he touched me that night, the way his fingers traced the curve of my skin, the way his eyes held a promise that sent shivers down my spine. Earlier, at his sister's shop, he had kissed me. It was a gentle, seductive kiss that made me want more. He coaxed me to open my mouth, and the way his lips moved against mine was both soft and intense. It was a perfect blend of tenderness and passion, a feeling that only intensifies when we're together. “Aya?” He asks softly. "Please, just stop," I begged, my eyes fluttering open. "I can
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