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it over the chair nearest me.
Black wool.
Expensive enough to be ridiculous in that room.
“Keep it on,” he said when I opened my mouth. “You’re cold.”
I hated how quickly my body wanted the warmth.
Silence settled between us again.
Then my stomach twisted without warning.
Nausea rolled through me so hard I clapped a hand over my mouth and turned toward the continue reading …
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