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Chloe Bishop gazed at him for a long moment.

She leaned in, gently cradling his injured arm with heartache. "It must have hurt a lot, didn't it?"

Xavier Grayson's eyes deepened as he looked at the woman before him. The way she worried over him made her especially beautiful—her red-rimmed eyes like a little rabbit's, pitiful and endearing, stirring an even stronger possessiveness in him