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Chapter 3-4
It was almost three A.M. when Nigel brought me home. He stood by the elevator, watching as I searched for my key in my purse. I smiled at him over my shoulder, and he muttered something under his breath, strode purposefully to me, and kissed me a final time. My lips were throbbing when he eventually raised his head. “Nigel,” I murmured, cradling his cheek. “You know, I’ve always hated my name. But I love the way it sounds when you say it.” I smiled into his eyes. “Nigel.” He shivered, and I wondered if it would get me kissed again. It did, but it was just a brush of his lips over mine. “You’re wearing Tabu, aren’t you?” “Should I be alarmed that you’re familiar enough with it that you recognize it?” “No.” He brought my hand to his mouth and kissed my fingertips. “You wear it well. Bu
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