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Оглавление“Are you all right? Is anything broken?”
His warm hand slid over her cheeks, and the awkward disaster turned into something else entirely.
This time when she opened her eyes, she saw clearly. What she saw took her breath away.
Garrett was gazing into her eyes with compassion. The fall had dislodged his cap and ruffled his auburn hair. His cheeks burned bright from the cold, but his concern was only for her. His thumb whispered over her lips, and she trembled at the gentleness of his touch.
“Do they hurt?” His low voice rumbled through her like none other.
“No,” she managed to breathe out.
“Do you hurt anywhere?”
Oh, to be able to say yes and feel that touch again. Instead, she had to shake her head.
He breathed out in relief, but he did not draw away.
She could not stop looking into those soft gray-blue eyes. His mouth was so close. She could feel his breath on her lips. Oh, my.
Was he going to kiss her?
