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“His thumb went back and forth over the satin, as if he were rubbing her hip as he had when they'd been together, and he moved his leg over so that it was on top of the skirting. It wasn't the same, though. There was no body underneath, and the fabric smelled like lemons, not her skin. And he was, after all, alone in this room that was not theirs. "God, I miss you," he said in a voice that cracked. "Every night. Every day.”

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J.R. Ward
J.R. Ward

J.R. Ward is an American novelist known for her vampire series novels. Her works blend romance, suspense, and fantasy elements, and have gained widespread popularity among readers. more

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