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“Thirty-six.' My eyes fluttered open. 'What?' 'Freckles,' he said, his cheeks... pinker than usual. 'You have thirty-six of them on your face.' That strange, whirring sensation surged through my chest. 'You actually counted them?' 'I did,' Ash rocked back. 'I did the first day you were here. I counted them again to make sure I was correct. I was.' He fixed the loosened tie of my robe. 'I really hope there's no doubt left when it comes to my interest in you.' 'There's not.' 'Good.” — Jennifer L. Armentrout

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Thirty-six.' My eyes fluttered open. 'What?' 'Freckles,' he said, his cheeks... pinker than usual. 'You have thirty-six of them on your face.' That strange, whirring sensation surged through my chest. 'You actually counted them?' 'I did,' Ash rocked back. 'I did the first day you were here. I counted them again to make sure I was correct. I was.' He fixed the loosened tie of my robe. 'I really hope there's no doubt left when it comes to my interest in you.' 'There's not.' 'Good.
— Jennifer L. Armentrout