No Longer Theirs: The One They Can't Replace
With each calm, even breath, her slight shoulders rose and fell, and Joshua felt a pang in his chest, as if a piece of his heart had just collapsed.
"Winter, you really don't hold back, do you? If you killed me with that thing, you would be a widow, you know?" Joshua stood before her, his imposing height throwing a shadow over her fair, petite face. He leaned forward deliberately, bracing himself on the arm of the couch.
His Adam's apple bobbed as his throat went dry.
He wasn't sure if it was from the shock of the stun baton, but at that moment, he couldn't resist—he wanted to kiss her.
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