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She fluttered her right hand back down past his eye and along his cheekbone, and when she couldn’t delay the moment of truth a moment longer quickly traced her middle finger across his‘I’m told I have kissable’lips
They parted just slightly before she could leave them, and breath heated her finger-pads for half a heartbeat.
‘So there you go,’ Elliott rumbled, then cleared his throat. ‘Now you’ve really seen me. You know how I sound, how I smell and how I feel. That’s pretty much all your available senses taken care of.’
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Realising was his life’s work, but did he love it? Did his face light up like hers when he talked about his latest conquest? Or did he just value it because he had a talent for it, and he liked being good at things. A lot. Getting from his boss the validation he’d never had as a kid.
Laney gave the bees a farewell puff of smoke from the mini bellows sitting off to one side and then slid the frame back into its housing, her fingertips guiding its way. They spidered across to the middle frame and he grew fixated on their elegant length. Their neat, trim, unvarnished nails.
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