Chapter 38 How Could It Be Stephen?

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Stephen? How could it be Stephen?! Summer's mind went blank. Her pupils contracted, and she was so shocked that she couldn't say a word. Meanwhile, Stephen raised an eyebrow and strolled over with an easygoing smile. His tone was affectionate. "Summer, what took you so long?" He reached out to take the suitcase from her hand. But Summer's grip tightened so hard around the handle that her fingers cramped. Stephen tugged a few times, but she refused to let go. Using their close proximity to his advantage, he brushed his calloused thumb lightly against the most sensitive part of her wrist. Leaning in, his warm breath tickled her earlobe, and his voice was slow and teasing. "Relax, Summer." A shiver ran down her spine, making her scalp tingle. Like she had been burned, Summer practica

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