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Chapter Twenty One

Author: Icy Angel
last update publish date: 2026-03-13 14:56:05

I woke to the weight of him pressed against me, his arm draped over my waist, his chest warm beneath my cheek. For a second, I couldn’t move. The memory of last night, the movie, the closeness, the way he held me, hit me all at once, like a tidal wave I wasn’t ready to face.

Panic clawed at me. My heart hammered. I didn’t belong here. I didn’t belong in his arms. I had no right. Slowly, carefully, I tried to extricate myself, holding my breath as I eased out of the sheets.

His arm tightened sli
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