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“Where is he?” she wondered as she rested her hand on the pistol at her hip , ” he felt her body heat melt into his warming him from his waist up and even lower,

Leaning against the wall, grey eyes would survey the crowded night life that was New York, she wasn't just watching for the occasional drama that erupted among it's citizens,
“Than why aren't you kissing me?” he stiffened as her hands caressed the rough stubble of his cheek and sent electricity cascading through his body from her touch

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