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... aching, watching her every step like a predator assessing its prey.
"I was beginning to think you weren’t going to show," he teased.
Violet, however, wasn’t smiling. Without hesitation, she tossed a shirt at his face. "Put that on."
Roman caught it with one hand, his brow arching in question. He lifted the fabric to his nose, sniffing. "Whose shirt is this?"
He could not catch a scent. If anything, it smelled old. freewebnøvel.com
"Doesn’t matter," Violet s ...
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