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The woman’s little face rubbed against his arm. The scorching her from her face brought a sense of ambiguous sexiness.

Henry’s Adam’s apple bobbed and said in a hoarse voice, “Okay, wait a minute.”

He pulled off the car at the side of the road, took out a new bottle of mineral water from the trunk, and returned to the car, carefully feeding the water to her mouth.

“Zoe, drink some water