He froze, and for one moment, we stood locked in time. I could feel the silk of his shirt against my skin and the warmth of his body. The lingering scent of the overpriced cologne he wore floated around me. No smoke for a change. Iโd always told him the cologne couldnโt be worth what he spent, but suddenly, I reconsidered. It was amazing.
Richelle MeadShe stared at me with concern a few moments longer and then relaxed a little. "Okay. But if you need anythingโ" "I know, I know. Call on the Love Phone.
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