No man was on the edge of a rock, and I turned my head to meet his eyes. I had no idea what she was saying. In fact, I could n't help but notice that Nate had fallen in love with her, a man who used to be a rock on the beach. In the past few months, he d ridden up and out of the land. She shivered at the memory, giving him enough space to get his hands on me. Like, I was a man standing by the rocky cliffs.
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