Rebecca Barray | Terri Kelleher
A stranger’s ivy-colored eyes glanced in my direction. I pressed the elevator button, diamond-encrusted wedding set throwing only some of the sparks. After depressing a different button, his knuckles brushed against mine.
I met those emerald eyes again, just before my tongue slipped past his lips.
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