She couldn’t stop thinking about Elias. His hands caressing her feet, his arms around her body, his fingers entangled in her hair–he was so warm. It wasn’t only the temperature, it was some deep connection that ran down to her soul, his touch mollifying the core of her. And his voice–it was no wonder the magic ceased when he spoke. It was so deep, but so level–not even the most kindhearted and loving women deserved to hear such a sexy sound come out of a man’s mouth.

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