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61. The Point of No Return

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“You keep tempting me,” Ryan murmured, “then act like you don’t know you’re doing it.”

Elena tilted her head slightly, a soft smirk tugging at her lips. “Who says I don’t know?”

His eyes darkened instantly, his jaw shifting as if he were holding back a response, the shift so sudden it made her pulse skip. The next moment, his hand was at her waist, drawing her closer until she could feel the steady heat of him through their clothes.

“Careful, butterfly, because if you admit you’re doing it on pu
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