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~Lianna Black~
Groping beside me, in the hope to feel Ace’s warmth, disappointment took my smile away when all my hands found were empty crumpled sheets of his Egyptian cotton. Forcing my eyes open, I sat up and rubbed the sleep away from my eyes with the back of my hand, wincing as I sensed unbearable soreness between my legs.
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