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Оглавление“So you think you have me pegged?”
Jackson asked innocently.
“I did.”
“And now?” he said in a rough whisper as he touched her. Just the tips of his fingers on her chin, bringing with it an intense heat.
Rain’s awareness of him was so strong that it literally had her rooted to the spot. “I don’t know,” she said honestly. He was closer now, so close that all rational thought vanished.
“You don’t know what?”
She couldn’t answer. Rain knew nothing about this man who’d come into her life so unexpectedly, throwing her off center, making her think things she had no business thinking.
But none of that mattered. Because when he touched her, then slowly lowered his head to kiss her, nothing else in this world existed.
Nothing but the two of them and this one perfect moment.
