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Amelia POV

My brain must have short-circuited. My heart pounded wildly in my chest, each beat booming in my ears. My trembling hands pressed against his chest. His skin was warm, firm, and alive beneath my fingers. I could feel the raw strength that lay just beneath the surface, his muscles taut as though ready to spring into action at any moment.

Beneath my palms, the ridges of his tattoos came a