Chapter 7-1

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7 Dane paused to kick his shoes off when he entered the house, Chloe’s hand in his. He flicked the lights on and immediately lifted her in his arms, walking through the entryway and up the stairs that curved along the wall of the entry. Ever since he’d shifted in front of her, and she hadn’t freaked out, all he could think about was finally being with her the way he wanted. Thinking wasn’t quite the word to describe what was happening. More that he was driven by pure instinct. It had taken every ounce of restraint he owned inside to stop when he did last night with her. The thin thread he clung to had been thrown by his conscience—he couldn’t let himself go further at the time, knowing what she didn’t know and how that held the potential to ruin any chance with her. But tonight, she knew

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