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Yaya’s gaze bounced over every inch of exposed skin on her neck and her shoulders, soft and flush in the evening heat—her lips, already red as her insides, and the feathers in her curls like garnish, as if she needed to be tantalized any further.
A meal on a silver platter. She would’ve been an idiot to refuse.

