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85. Clear the Mind
~ CASIMIR ~
“Oh!”
I jolted awake the next morning, sitting up quickly, and felt the weight of Jesse tumble from my shoulder because she’d been laying her head there.
Still foggy and uncertain, I scanned the room to find Ghere standing a few steps inside the doorway, dry-washing his hands, an apologetic look on his face. “I’m sorry, Sire, but it’s urgent.”
I frowned. Why was he—
“What’s going on?” Jesse’s voice was disoriented and husky with sleep and desire bolted from behind my navel, straight to my groin.
But as Ghere averted his eyes, I realized why he’d apologized.
I quickly grabbed th
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