Reborn To Love My Stoic Soldier Husband

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skin was pulled taut over a ridiculously muscular frame. Broad shoulders, a sculpted chest, and a rigid core-he looked

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door opening, his en

nd spun around, wrapping it haphazardly around his narrow waist. His dark, sha

angerous rumble. It carried the abso

, raised pink scar slashing diagonally across his left pectoral muscle. In

ould barely breathe. She wanted to

lara stepped forward into t

ep back, his bare shoulders hitting the cold, wet tiles of the

is voice rising in volume. "This isn'

py water near the drain. Without a second thought, she planted her right

enter of gravity vanished. She pitched

brain. His massive hands shot out, catching her by the

act knocked the breath out of her. His skin smelled like

heat of her skin, he tried to let go. He

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shut and contorting her face in pai

, unsure where to put them. Suspicion warred with d

bear her load. The physical distance between them was completely erased. She tilted her head b

dam's apple bobbed hard in h

, her voice a soft, pitiful whisper

at her, his jaw set like granite. He clearly didn't believe h

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shoulder as they walked. She burie

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