She went rigid, her spine turning to stone against the heat of Dominic’s palms. Every nerve in her body ignited where his skin met hers, a traitorous reaction she couldn't suppress. "I didn’t—I didn’t..." she began, her voice a mere splinter of sound."Didn’t say what, Ava? Come now, speak up. The truth is usually much louder than a whisper." Dominic’s hands tightened around her waist, his fingers digging into the fabric of the shirt with a force. He pulled her closer until the buttons of his own waistcoat pressed against her, erasing the last shred of distance. There was nowhere for her to retreat, no place to vanish into.She could only stare at him blankly, her eyes wide and dark with a mixture of terror and a strange, burgeoning heat she didn't want to acknowledge. Dominic didn't look away, instead, his gaze began a slow roam, lingering on the curve of her mouth before returning to her eyes."If you are as innocent as you claim," he growled, the vibration of his voice buzzing ag
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