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Shivers skating up my back.
" "You are so lucky I can't grab that pillow again," I growled, writhing under his weight.
I skidded to a stop at the kitchen island where a blackened ham sat in my mom's heirloom roasting pan-which had also turned crusty-black inside.
Then they moved up, enveloping my upper body in his wet crisscrossed hug while his fingers stroked my hair.
And there probably wasn't a chance I'd get my favorite drink. "This is nothing, Holly.
I wanted to go to all these places around the world and help uncover lost cities and their treasures.