Her.

Her.

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He's a detective and there's a series of murders happening and he's the lead detective on the case. But he can't focus because his mind is elsewhere, he longs to find her, he only knows her first name and he can't find her on the governments database. He has a craving to smell her sweet sent, feel her hair brush across his shoulders and most importantly feel her strawberry tasting red lips on his again. Will he find her? Or will it lead to disappointment?
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"Leave me with a kiss that lingers, one I can still taste long after you're gone." she murmured against his lips, her voice a fragile whisper dissolving into the space between them. Tears traced silent rivers down her cheeks, each one a quiet plea, a sorrowful imprint he would carry forever-a reminder that some choices can never be undone. And so he kissed her-fiercely, desperately, as if he could pour every unsaid word, every unspoken apology into that final moment. It was a kiss weighted with regret, aching with the tenderness of what was and the grief of what would never be. A farewell dressed in longing, a love story unraveling at the seams. This was it. The end. Theirs - at least for now. ________________ RESTARTING MARCH 2017 BOOK ONE IN THE WISTFUL SERIES.

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