Chapter 35

Elena’s POV

“You ruined my dress.”

The silk clung to me in all the wrong places—wrinkled, damp, marked in ways no dry cleaner would fix.

His mouth curled in a wicked smile. “Then take it off.”

I shoved lightly at him, heat rising in my cheeks. “You’re impossible.”

“Exactly.” He tipped my chin, eyes ...

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