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Оглавление“I’m not supposed to like you, Kincaid,” she whispered against his collar. “I’m not supposed to even know you.”
“I know.”
Liza’s fresh, angelic face, momentarily free of attitude or suspicion, was smiling.
Those peachy lips were parted in anticipation, and, like a hungry man, Holden couldn’t resist. He leaned in, brushed his lips against hers. Her taste was sweeter than he’d imagined.
The scrape of metal on metal jarred Holden from the unexpected pleasure of that kiss, reminding him that nothing could come of it—that he was only guaranteeing trouble for them both if something did…
