In the right hands, even the ice melts
Avya's POV
The first thing that invaded my senses was the scent, warm, distinctly masculine, something husky and grounding all at once. It wrapped around me before I was even fully awake. Soft morning light filtered through the curtains, brushing against my eyelids until they fluttered open, heavy with sleep.
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