As I came closer, Ian held out his hand for me. “Miss Annette,” he said.When I placed my hand in his, he leaned down and brushed his lips across the back of my hand, a kiss, a soft sign of respect.If anything was going to trigger the mating bond, it should have been this. Yet, I remained unmoved.
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