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Chapter Thirty-five

   Dylan froze momentarily, but he was not coldquite the contrary actuallyhe was warm all over, almost feverish…his skin was alive from the prickling sensation of the soft night breeze. Tremors of delightful sensation rocked through him, shaking him in the unexpected way; almost knocking the wind out of him.

   For how long he’d been that way, Dylan couldn’t tell as his ravenous eyes feasted on the goddess-like feminine figure that stood exactly five feet from him. This was probably the best time to look away, if possible turn back from whence he came. But common sense eluded him, his body betrayed him and his limbs stood rooted to the ground.

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