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Lashes spiked with sainst her face, she looked incredibly young And even with her declaration that she’d learned her lesson, there was still so very naive about her

It was disconcerting how much he wanted to believe her

There was grief in those big luuiled him

Butmouth He wanted to wrap her tiny waist with his hands and bring her closer until he et along with her; until her soft curves brushed up against him

Until he could kiss away the trouble caused by another man

He wanted to wrap her in so deceitful could touch her

Dio o and even he was already lured in by that innocence Giovanni would do anything for this creature

But the fact that she could be telling the truth only made the problem worse

Not only had Gio had her decked up in diary horde of Milanese social climbers

At least if she’d been a con woman, she would have been able to handle herself

He reached for her when she walked by hi the calluses in her palm, he pulled up her hand

Her fingers were long and bare, with calluses at the tips of ra’s perfectly manicured nails with baby-soft skin

“Why do you have calluses?” All this was just to know her, he reminded himself To create a picture of her life for himself To see if there were any holes in it To see if a lie would crack through her elaborate pretense

Or it’s because, for the first ti a wo in your blood