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her cheek.
— Congratulations! — he repeated with the smile that made her melt like butter on hot bread. However, this time the effect was diminished by disappointment.
— No! I want a kiss on the mouth — she declared, slightly disappointed.
Guilherme raised an eyebrow, a slight confusion crossing his honey-colored eyes. The silence that followed was deafening. Taby held her breath, waiting for the answer, her heart racing. But when he finally spoke, his words fell like a bucket of ice water on her.