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Serena’s eyes flew open, her trance broken. The way Griffin had been touching her, she’d lost all sense of time and space. He’d created a magic spell with his strong hands and knowing touch.
And then he’d stopped, leaving her with her heart in her mouth and her pulse racing like the Kentucky Derby.
“What’s wrong?”
He clasped her thighs gently, one hand on each. And God help her, even that light touch sent liquid heat rushing to her lower belly. Her s*x clenched with desire, even though her brain knew something had changed.
“Who was that man at the party? Is he really a senator?”
“Former. But he still calls himself senator so that just shows you how full of himself he is.”
“Okay…” He sat up higher on the couch, putting a little more distance between them. “How did you manage to pi
