His palm cupped her face, moved lovingly to her slender neck, his thumb feathering over her soft skin. He ached with love for her. “I promise to be careful.” “Really careful,” she insisted. He found the hard edges of his mouth turning up. “Really really careful,” he clarified.

-Christine Feehan

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