Rachel Caine
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He (Michael) was gone in a whisper of air, hardly making any sound at all, and Claire shivered and leaned against Shane’s solid, very human warmth. His arms went around her, and he touched his lips lightly to the back of her neck. “How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we’ve had?” “I sweat perfume. Like all girls. ✨ Rachel Caine (2010). Kiss of Death: The Morganville Vampires, p.154, Penguin

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