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He glanced at me, his eyes dark. "Would you rather talk about your dream?"
"No.""Considering that I was featured in it, I think I deserve to know the particulars. Were my clothes missing because we were in bed? Was I touching you?" He glanced at me. His voice could've melted clothes off my body. "Were you touching me?"
I shouldn't have gotten into his car. I should've taken a separate vehicle."Cat got your tongue, Nevada?""No, we weren't in bed. I was pushing you off a cliff to your death."
Burn For Me by Ilona Andrews.