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He was inexplicably drawn to
the shape of her lips. He wanted to lose himself in their silken texture and
know beyond a shadow of a doubt that her attention was solely on him. Without
thought he brushed his lips against hers, drawing her full bottom lip between
his teeth, savouring the flavor of mint candy on her breath.
Her soft mewl of surprise
didn’t stop him. His mouth slanted over hers, urging her lips apart.
Hesitantly, she complied and he deepened the kiss, revelling in the tremor that
quaked through her body. The fact that they were in the stables of
his benefactor never once crossed his mind. Not until the whinny of a nearby
horse pierced the haze of desire that clouded his reasoning. Caroline must have
heard it too because she broke away from their kiss, covering those well-kissed
lips with her fingertips.
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