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In the dark, Glen seemed even more familiar to Fia. The gait of his walk. The rhythm of his breathing. When they passed a red maple tree growing against the side of the walk, his hand brushed the sleeve of her jacket.

She tried to breathe slowly, deeply, as she walked beside him. She’d only had the one pint, but now that she was on her feet, outside, she felt a little off-kilter. Overly warm. Slightly disoriented. It made no sense to desire him, but she knew the sensation entirely too well and it was dangerous. Dangerous for her. More dangerous for him.

He smelled like her Ian…

His hand brushed her arm again and this time she knew he had done it on purpose. He was feeling it, too.

Against her will, that familiar tease curled low in her groin. Tendrils of desire. Her blood quickened. Blood…