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His voice was as smooth as aged wine, leaving a gentle intoxication in its wake. His touch carried awarmth that felt unlike anything else.

Wynter couldn’t see his face from where she stood, but she felt his breath on her neck, sendingdelightful tingles down her spine.@@novelbin@@

He didn’t smoke, so there was no tobacco smell on him. Yet, there was a faint hint of sandalwood,perhaps from his regular medication, that was strangely alluring.

Even though she was used to medicinal scents, his aroma was unexpectedly delightful.