Tessa awoke to the soft, gentle brush of fingers through her hair. For a moment, she thought she was still dreaming. Then, the warmth behind her eyelids anchored her: she could feel hot breaths blowing on her face. She opened her eyes slowly, and the world came into focus in fragments: the soft morning light spilling across the room, the faint scent of coffee lingering in the air, and most arresting of all, the steady, warm gaze of Raymond, bent slightly over her.His eyes held something she hadn’t seen before: a mix of concern, desire, and something protective, almost desperate. Memories of the night before flashed unbidden… his hands on her, the sharp, thrilling intensity of his kiss. He had carried her all the way to the bedroom, his hands were roaming around her body and just as he was about to lift the hem of her night dress, she whispered “no,” and he stopped… but the fire behind his restraint had scorched itself into her mind.Raymond’s lips moved now, brushing gently against
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