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Finally, after taking a deep breath, Buck loosened his grip This freed me to resume the battle, so I reached for his face, ready to paint hirease As rabbedunusual Buck's hands were onsoot Instead, they were relaxed and gentle and held er had washed away, leaving hi serious and calm

His look also had a new aspect to it A wisp of a so on the old Buck, the one whose poster hung above my bed I didn't understand it then and I didn't understand it now But I'd always liked it

None of this , but he never said a word His bright blue eyes practically devoured me, and if I didn't know better, I'd have said he was about to give me a kiss

So it shouldn't have been such a shock when he did