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“You didn’t stick around long enough to find out anything about me. Lucky you. Maybe you dodged a bullet.”
He settled a shoulder against the doorjamb. “Putting a finer point on the situation, I didn’t dodge you. We’re still married.”
“Only on paper.”
Meaning there was no hanky-panky of the physical kind going on. But looking at her now, leaning forward to brush mascara on her long, thick lashes and watching the way her breasts strained against that pink satin material made him want to scoop her up, carry her to the bed and engage in hanky-panky for a week.
If he didn’t know how soft her skin was, how it smelled and tasted, the temptation might have been easy to ignore. But he did know. He’d never forgotten and more than once since leaving her he’d nearly caved, every time barely stopping himself from begging her to take him back.
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