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“Don’t spill a drop, Lillian, or you’ll have to lick it up,” Cayden ground out.

Josh whistled. “Is it getting hot in here, or is it just me?”

I reached Cayden and sat back on my heels, raising the bottle to him, my arm brushing his knee. The dark expression in his eyes stole my breath. His fingers...

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