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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>When Iris wakes it is to a heavy arm laying across her chest and hot air being exhaled into her ear. A tired smile tugs at her lips as she presses back into him, letting out a content breath. Sage&amp;rsquo;s body naturally responds, curling around her more and holding onto her tighter for a moment befo..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>Run, her brain commands. Find Sage. But she can&amp;rsquo;t, because there&amp;rsquo;s a feeling that washes over her and smothers any response of fight or flight. She knows this man.</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>The weightless emptiness overpowered everything and then, all at once, she was back to reality.</description>
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			<title>Hunted</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s the man from the street. He&amp;rsquo;s standing in the middle of the room, still against the moving crowd, staring at her. </description>
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