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“M-me? No way,” she replied, suddenly breathless. “Don’t you ever stop.”
“That is the correct answer, Professor Winters.” Although his voice was stern, his touch was ever-so gentle.
He kissed her again, slowly, tenderly, and she savored the warm deliciousness that was her Torin.
Really, he wasn’t a distraction at all.
He was the nexus, the epicenter, the be all and end all of her impossible existence.
Her mate.
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