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11. Teasing touches

Celine

He stops in front of me, his eyes roaming slowly down my body appreciatively. Heat rises to my cheeks and I try my best to beat it down, as well as the stupid smile on my face. I’ve missed him so much, viscerally. I didn’t know how much until he is standing a touching distance away. It is only the press of a hundred eyes on us that stays me, and forces me to quickly recover my cool. We have an audience and I hope to the goddess none of them saw the tension between us.

“Celine. You look beautiful.” I love my name on his lips. His lips. My toes curl with the memory of tasting them.

“Thank you, Alpha Lor.”

“Just Lor.”

There are a few sharp indrawn breaths and I just know it, that only a handful of people, if any are allowed to call him solely by his name. My toes tingle and a smile ghosts my lips again.

“Lor.” His name sounds right on my lips.

“I trust you are having a good time in our pack house?”

The formality and politeness is ridiculous. Is this what it feels like t
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