Jill Shalvis
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Heat skittered through her belly, then directly south. “Sawyer.” In answer, he brought his head up and kissed her. Deep, hungry, tasting her in a purposely slow, thorough manner before pulling back to once again look into her eyes. Oh, God. “Sawyer, what are we doing?” she whispered. He shook his head. “No f#cking clue. ✨ Jill Shalvis (2015). Lucky Harbor Collection 1: Simply Irresistible, The Sweetest Thing, Head Over Heels, p.443, Hachette UK

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