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But this tenderness was not what Chloe wanted.

She subtly avoided his touch, propping herself up with her arms. A chill crept in from all directions. "I'm cold."

She shivered.

Xavier Grayson slipped off his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders.

The strong smell of tobacco hit her—her heart tightened. How much had he smoked?

If there were even a shred of trust between them