I eased forward and leaned up to his ear. Is this what you

I eased forward and leaned up to his ear. Is this what you wanted?He chuckled. Mmm, I'd better not answer that. His gaze traveled down me, then zipped back to my face. Sorry.Focus, Rafe.I am. Just on the wrong thing.

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In "The Calling" by Kelley Armstrong, a moment of tension unfolds between two characters, involving a playful yet ambiguous exchange. One character leans in close to ask if their current situation aligns with what the other desired. The response comes with a chuckle, indicating a flirtation or unspoken attraction, but he quickly redirects his gaze back to her face, hinting that his thoughts might be wandering. This exchange highlights the complexity...

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