Diego stood at the turn of the staircase, his obsidian eyes fixed on her.His gaze lingered on her hand resting on the white railing—slender, fair.The crimson nail polish on her fingertips shimmered strikingly against the pale background.The color was stunning. Her hand, even more so.His chiseled jaw tensed, and though his eyes were calm, shadows stirred beneath their surface. After a long silence, he finally spoke.“I’ve kept you waiting.”He approached and took her hand, suddenly gripping it tighter, then lowered his head to kiss her fingertip.He stared at the color quietly.“Why the nail polish? I liked your natural color.”“I felt like it. What, don’t you like it?” She took a step forward, her collarbone catching the light, the pale skin drawing his eye.Her body leaned in close, arms curling around his neck, gaze hazy, breath warm—an intoxicating
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