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"Tesoro," he drawled, his voice eerily calm, "you can't imagine how restless you make me. Your scent... this place smells like you. Especially this couch." There was a pause, and she could almost hear the smile in his voice. "I'll have to get one just like it. For us. Imagine that, mi amore-our time together, right h...