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She talked about the little things that had happened, about her childhood, her paintings. Quickly, Maureen ducked behind the trunk of a nearby tree and just in time, because ahead of her, sitting under a small oak tree was Clary and her mystery lover. You treated me like an equal, stood your ground.
When she'd first met him in the clearing by the river, she'd been struck then by the perfectness of his posture, the clearly confident and almost arrogant way he held himself, the golden color of his hair that gleamed in the sunlight.
When she was in the room with him, his eyes never left her, and when she was not in the room, they never strayed. He makes his way down to where her heart his and kisses there. If their first kiss in the water had been an explosion, this was a sun going supernova. She sat up straighter in her chair and gave an affirmative nod.
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High color flooded Maryse's cheeks. Clary could see the cathedral's interior through them, the shadowy darkness illuminated here and there by candles in tall iron candelabras. Except you, and the asshole. After what seemed like eternity of their eyes locked together she tilted her hips up, very gently at first to meet his.
Luke had watched him go with a clinical sort of interest on his exhausted face. She could almost imagine the feel of his lips against her skin. His voice was deep, she thought, and sexy.