Her neck throbbed and burned for a moment. She peeled back her top to examine the wound. It was a strange mark, like a teenager's love bite, but more intense.
She blushed at the memory of how he'd put it there. Did the man have to be sexy on top of everything else?
She blushed at the memory of how he'd put it there. Did the man have to be sexy on top of everything else?
( Christine Feehan )
[ Dark Prince ]
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