Careful, princesa. I bite.
Try me.
You shouldn’t be here.
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He turns slowly. The garage light catches the sharp line of his jaw. He’s wearing that black t-shirt. The one with the tiny rip near the collar. Careful, princesa
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Noah doesn’t look away. Her breath catches. His thumb traces her hipbone through her thin dress.