Marshall
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The way he looked at me in that moment had the breath in my lungs escaping into the night, appearing in the freezing air around us. My stomach turning up into knots and my lips tingling with the anticipation of his connecting with mine.
"Carolina," his tone was pleading and broken, shattering my heart and making me want to pull him into a hug that was sure to fix this, fix everything that had happened between the two of us in past few weeks. "Carolina please." He whispered, his cold hand sliding into my gloved one. Somehow I still felt the amazing tingles he always gave me with his touch.
As I gazed up into his chestnut brown eyes , my anger dissolved and my face fell. I was exposed now to his apology and to his love and as much as I wanted to turn away from him, I couldn't. He had me enamored and enthralled in everything that was Marshall Slate.
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