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12. The Sparks Fly ' 2
His hand crept behind her and slid slowly down her back. It reached her lower back. He applied pressure and pushed her towards him. She gasped and reached out to regain her balance. One hand caught his shoulder and the other opened on to his chest. She felt her breath catch in her chest. What was happening to her? She could feel warmth spreading throughout her body. She could barely breathe. She curled her fingers on his shoulder for support. He raised his free hand to cup her face. Her eyes couldn't take the intensity of his dark gaze and they fell. He turned up her face. His lips were inches from hers.
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He was so close to her, she could feel his breath fanning her cheeks. Her cheeks were slowly turning pink. Her fingers trembled slightly as they curved round his neck. They brushed his collar and the few strands of his hair that had strayed down. She was aware of him in every pore of her being. This thought reddened her cheeks. His shrewd eyes seemed to read every emotion of hers. She felt shy and a bit mortified. Naturally her eyes dropped. But the next instant her lids went up to look at him.
"Kranti!" he said. "Stop manhandling me."
She recoiled as if burnt and he chuckled at her consternation. He was really a devil.
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