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73 ◆ Dreams Of Terror ◆

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◇ KEL ◇

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Tall. Dark. Raven-black hair. Muscular all over. A looming presence.

My intakes of breaths wouldn't reach my lungs. I backed off. My hands and legs turned numb. Why?

Why wouldn't he stop staring at me? Deliberately intimidating.

Now he's towering over me with a full glass of wine and a crooked grin stretching his pale lips and dark beard. Leandro sipped his drink. "Thanks for helping my brother."

"You're welcome. I was just trying to help."

"You know he's got a thing for your type?" He chuckled. "Humor me. Why are you with him?"

My type? "We're just friends, Signore." I faked a smile at his natural talent for giving shade. I'd rather walk out of here now, but it would be rude.

"Really good friends." Leandro grinned when I fell silent. He stepped dangerously close to me that I could smell the alcohol on his tongue.

Should I shove him? Run? Shit. W
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