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... her hands folded tight in her lap, the faint flush high on her cheeks, the nervous flick of her eyes toward the window as if escape could be found in the blur of passing streetlights. And then there was the lip biting.
She did it without realizing—caught her lower lip between her teeth when she was tense. He shouldn’t notice. He shouldn’t care. But fuck if it wasn’t distracting. That soft, full curve pressed between her teeth was an image that branded itself onto his brain.
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