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Chapter Twenty-Six I watched the way his muscles moved beneath his skin, even from the way that he moved I could see it now. His gait was like Dom's rolling prowl, like he was a man on a hunt. Shivering, I shook my head. Reaching up to pull my hair down from its loose ponytail, I dragged my fingers over my scalp, trying to take away some of the ache. We walked into the kitchen. The chrome appliances shining from the hanging lights. Kane liked to cook, but his kitchen seemed more like it was put together for a professional chef. Kane never did things small, he was always the go big or go home type and I appreciated that with him. Birthdays and holidays were always over the top. It was one of the things that I enjoyed about him. Climbing up onto one of the barstools, I sat at the islan