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“Looking at your face now, I can tell that's not true. Josh leaned across the table. His scent overwhelmed me, that rich, earthy scent that inspired untamed savagery and lust.
I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn't get a word out without bursting into tears. So I didn't say anything. The space between us felt nonexistent, inconsequential. The heat from his body leaped at me, like flames dancing in the moonlight.
“Pietra? Josh asked, his face set in recognition. The sight shocked me. I was so used to people looking at me with pity.
Poor Pietra… her father was crushed in a factory accident… poor Pietra, her boyfriend fell into a ravine and split his head… poor Pietra, everyone she loves se
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