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“I’m not what you want.”
Оглавление“But you could be,” Kate murmured.
Jay took a step closer and Kate found herself leaning in to him, the general warmth she’d felt earlier building.
“This doesn’t make sense. We’re adversaries. Yet around you I get this crazy impulse—”
“I feel it, too.” She lifted her head, studying the depth of his blue eyes.
His hand moved to the small of her back. And then they were kissing. Lips on lips, tender and sweet.
When they separated, she dropped her forehead to his chest. The depth of her longing was so deep she could hardly breathe. “Tell me this isn’t crazy? Do we really want this?”
