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NORA

Mark’s welcoming scent transported me back to the resort. I sunk into his arms, feeling my eyes shut with the knowledge of familiarity. As much as I wanted to stay mad at him, the subtle intimacy of our connection prevented me.

I sighed, pushing out of his comforting hold. “Shall we?”

“Well, you're in a mood,” he pointed out, pulling open his vehicle’s door