Maisey Yates

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Kelsey breathed in deeply. “He asked me to stay

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He flexed his fingers and fought the urge to put his hand on her stomach. It was a possessivegesture, and he felt a little bit possessive

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Kelsey laughed and the sound moved through him, made the hairs on his arms stand up, made hisheart beat faster

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He found himself fighting the urge to reach out and take her chin between his thumb andforefinger. To tilt her head so that she had to look at him. So that her lips were so close to his a slightmovement would—

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So I’ll see you tomorrow then