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and had made Maria aware of herself, too. She’d forgotten what it was like to have her heart beat when she met a man’s eyes; she’d forgotten the way her skin could tingle when she stood close to a man. It felt strange to notice the hair on a man’s arms, the strength of his fingers as he’d twisted that jar lid, to notice the beginning of five-o’clock shadow on a strong chin.

Strange, but very pleasant. It had just been so long. So long…