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... d, and he’d never been in someone’s lap before. This was too much, and he hated that he could feel the outline of his-
Cass wasn’t going to think about it.
Even if he was sure his face was flaming and that Lord Vespertine was up to something. He needed to focus on something, anything else, besides the way the man’s hands felt on his back, or the way that the carriage rocked subtly meant they were rubbing together even more.
Cass was still avoiding looking into his face, d ...
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