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...from the base of her spine. “Put her drink on my tab,” the voice was deep, mysterious, alluring and… foreign? She could ...and if he chose not to speak, no one would be the wiser. He headed for building C, finding it easily after walking around the...her up against his chest. He towered over her by a good seven inches, at least. She admittedly felt like a child against his broad ...
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