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... he was fire herself, his heart raced and he felt like danger was close. She had a way of igniting all of his senses.
Even from how close she sat to him, he could smell her. When her hand raised and she reached for his face, the soap she used to bathe herself that day permeated his nose. He recalled her making fun of overly perfumed women and making sure her bathroom was only stocked with light-smelling scents.
They were subtle enough not to attract unwanted attention but he could ...
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