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... usly in his lap, the fabric of her maid dress brushing against him like a dangerous temptation. Her cheeks were flushed, her breath shallow, her eyes flicking anywhere but at him.
Tch... if this keeps up, I might just lose myself, he thought, suppressing a groan.
With a quick adjustment, he leaned back against the bed and lay down across the pillow, pulling her with him. Lirael landed atop his chest awkwardly, still clinging to him out of instinct. Her soft, silky dress pressed w ...
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