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Chapter Thirteen: I Can't Get You Off My Mind

Author: K.D Diamond
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SOREN

She was real.

I could feel the warmth of her skin beneath my palms. Could feel the rise and fall of her breath against my chest. The way her body pressed against mine and felt small. I wrapped my hands around her and took a deep breath. Inhaling the scent of her perfume.

The smell of warm sunshine over her collarbones hit me. Followed by the mixture of creamy and sultry scent. Almost hypnotic. I was ready to let myself drown in her scent.

Her hands moved across my shoulders, mapping the landscape of muscle and bone. Her fingers traced the line of my collarbone, and I felt my breath hitch. She smiled against my neck, that small, knowing smile, and pressed her lips there. Soft. She slowly brought her tongue out and let the tip touch my skin for a second before retracting it.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” she whispered, and the words were real.

I cupped her face in my hands and looked at her. It was Maya, but not the version I’d seen in the restaurant. This Maya had no walls. Her
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