The moment our lips touched my body flushed with heat and my pulse raced in my veins, and everything fell into place.
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Mia cara?” Dad’s quiet voice filtered through the whooshing in my head. I peered up, realizing that we were alone. He touched my cheek. “You’re cold. Take a hot bath.”
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She pulled it tighter around herself and actually drew in a breath then peered up at me with a small, lovely smile. “Thank you. Your shirt smells good.”
“It smells like me,” I said as if my brain cells had left my skull