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Оглавление“My magic … it’s gone,” she told him.
Disappointment flashed across his eyes before it quickly faded. Or he masked it. Come on, Breena, you’re supposed to be good at reading people.
He placed the barest of kisses against her mouth. “Then tell me stop, and I’ll stop.”
How could she when she ached to finally live every emotion and sensation the Osborn of her dreams had promised?
She shook her head. “I can’t.”
His fingers began to caress the skin below her ears, never thinking how sensitive she was there. Something dark and slightly possessive flashed across his face, turning his features stony. But this wasn’t scary. Oh, it was dangerous, and should be a warning, but it was so, so tantalizing …
Breena wanted more.
