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Afterward, I’m in such a daze, Callum towels me off and puts me back to bed. He draws the covers over me and kisses me on the forehead. “I’ll have some food sent up. In the meantime, rest.” He pauses, smoothing a hand over my damp hair. His voice an octave lower, he says, “And if I ever catch you without your ring again, darling, there will be hell to pay.” He gazes into my eyes for a moment to let the warning sink in so I know he’s serious. Then he turns and strolls naked back into the bathroom, whistling The Pink Panther theme song. I’ll be annoyed at him later. Right now, I’m too wiped out. I don’t know how long I doze, but when I wake up, a tray of food and a cup of coffee waits for me on the writing desk, along with the big diamond ring in a porcelain dish. There’s also a handwr
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