21

Jane

His smile revealed perfect white teeth, and I felt my knees go weak. “I’m Vishal,” he said, extending his hand. “I don’t think we’ve met. What’s your name?”

The simple gesture—his hand reaching toward mine—sent electricity shooting up my arm when our skin touched.

I had to force myself to focus...

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1. Prologue

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