14. Beyond her First Shift - Home Sweet Home
*Marisol POV* My fingers tangled with Charles’s, sending excited shivers up my arm. He squeezed my hand, silently promising he was with me. He drew me in, his chest a solid wall against my forehead, and I couldn’t help but marvel at the sensation of being so close to him. Has he always been this sexy? I murmured inwardly to Aurora, who, if wolves could purr, would indeed have been doing that. “Stop drooling,” I chided her silently, a smirk playing at the corners of my lips, even as I reveled in the comfort of his embrace. He kissed my head gently, sending shivers down my spine. “Let’s go home,” he whispered, his breath warm against my skin, his words weaving a tapestry of promises and long-awaited reunions. My vision blurred as tears gathered, trembling on the brink of escape, a tangi
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