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Gentle hands

Luther stood quietly in Rose's room, unable to take his eyes off her.

Only a few minutes had passed since they had shared that kiss, yet it still lingered in his mind.

He had kissed many women in his life, but none of them had ever made him feel the way Rose did.

There was something about her that calmed the storm inside him, something he couldn't explain no matter how hard he tried.

Rose smiled shyly as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"What?" she asked after catching ...

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