2: The
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last night-whiskey, sweat, and the ph
lse ha
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from the sinful things they had done.
curled arou
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but there was amusement there to
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g himself up on his elbows, watchin
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he silk sheet around
ly. "Because I was just thinking
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taking a slow drag, "you do
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be a p
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ed and walked
his gaze on her, burning
down, s
wasn'
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have bee
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ssed a line she
her pace. The city was quieter in the early morning, the
as she reac
car pulled u
breath
window ro
the dim light, fingers drumming
nized him
or R
ach turn
before, but she knew w
tti. A man whispered
eft bodies
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on his lips, but it
wled. "Taking an ea
htened around her pu
shaking his head. "Not yet. Bu
r body screamed a
he di
that ran ne
meeting his gaze. "If you ha
idened. "Feisty
darkened, amusement
piece of advice-stay aw
but she forced her f
w that's any of
ng her with a patience that f
murmured. "You have n
car unlocked w
nvit
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didn'
jaw. "Walk away now, and
e turned
on't like how t
hem crackled with
ed herself
y, she took
ther long moment before t
r pull
g in the empty street, hear
had been
she might
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penthouse, Dante Moret
age flickered
been
g his wrist. The tension in
had made
nte's gaze-but beneath it
t touched something
th
a mi
uffs of his black shirt,
for his gun, c
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as his second-in-co
man reported. "Lef
g the gun into the hol
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sitated. "You
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ders, exhaling as h
ndle thi
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ow Dante Mor
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