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Alex’s throat clicked when he swallowed.
“Missed you too, Elena,” he managed. His voice sounded rough even to his own ears.
She laughed softly, throaty, and finally stepped back—but not far. One hand trailed down his arm as she did, nails grazing skin. “Your dad’s flight doesn’t land until tomorrow night. Just you and me for a whole twenty-four hours.” She tilted her head, studying him. “You’ve gotten… bigger.”
Her gaze dropped pointedly to the obvious bulge in his jeans, then flicked back up. No shame. No embarrassment. Just heat.
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