rhaps her rain‑slicked fingers simply slipped. She was still outsid
indrops slammed in
over her head, trying to protect her
around fr
ar the door was a long, clear pla
ed the handle, and p
lief as the rain hammered
nd to pull the
e rain, sh
iling. He wasn't moving. The heavy rain was soaking into his
a could cause a massive PR headache for the host committee. Or worse, Bradley could be blamed for the hostility. It was a weak excuse, and she knew it. The truth was, she couldn't just leave a human being standing out t
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er. The water was d
the umbrella was
to him that she could feel th
eavy thud of his heartbeat
physical presence. She dropped her gaze
ocked onto
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's breat
echnique immediately
n. She forgot about the
g her face closer to his chest to
t his wet shirt. It smelled fa
n Keaton's bod
obbed as he swallowed hard. Hi
her move. He thought she w
g to wrap his fingers around her w
whispered to herself, completely mesmerized. "How d
nd stopped
t the top o
him. She was looking aim. He dropped his hand back to his sid
heels. She looked up at him, her ey
outh to ask him
eon
ked voice sliced
d. She spun he
ning, waving her arms franticall
aped into her throa
d back at
is looking for me,
of the umbrella direct
the rain, leaving him standing a
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