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You should stop by the shop. I’ll make you up a special Welcome-To-Marietta chocolate basket for Samara. She’ll love it.”Of course. He should have thought of it himself. “She’s got this salted caramel thing that will earn you major points,” said Dawson. “the ladies love it.””I shouldn’t say this in church.” Sage looked down, and dropped her voice to a whisper. “But it’s been called orgasmic.”With that word, for a split second, everyone around him disappeared. Logan imagined putting a tiny square of rich, smooth candy onto Samara’s tongue, watching her lips move as she savored it, kissing her, sharing the sweet, silky heat. What sound would she make when the flavor hit the back of her mouth? Would she moan? Would she ask for more? “It’s a gift that keeps on giving,” added Dawson, waggling his eyebrows.
