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CHAPTER 7

          The sun was starting to set, giving the twilight a pink-and-orange glow with a rapidly chilling autumn bite in the air. As a light fog blew in from the lagoon, Gabriel reached for Calleigh’s hand.

          His hand wrapped around her smaller one, their naked palms pressing together, and she gave an involuntary shiver that had nothing to do with the cooling night. He paused on the walkway between the piazzetta and the canal.

“Cold?”

          She nodded, because… how could she tell him the truth? How could she tell him that his every touch exhilarated and frightened her in equal measure?

“Then we should do something about it.”

          Behind his head, Calleigh could see the Byzantine white domes, arches, and sharp

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