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David Redington’s eyes darkened slightly as he reached out to push Leslie Howard away.
But as soon as the man’s slender, broad fingers touched the woman’s fragrant shoulder, a pair of delicate, fair hands clasped his large palm in return.
"Ms. Redington, if you push me away now, I won’t talk to you anymore." Leslie Howard’s almond-shaped eyes, filled with feigned coyness, stared straight at David. Her face, as radiant as a peach blossom, was almost just a breath aw ...
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