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CHAPTER 81
~Zara's POV~
My heart skipped a beat, and my mind scrambled for a response.
How the hell did Snow come to that conclusion?
I could feel my face growing hotter by the second, my body betraying me with how close we were and how his deep, rumbling voice seemed to sink into my skin.
"I'm not responsible for anything," I shot back, trying to wriggle out of his grasp, but he held me tight, his chest vibrating with a low chuckle.
"That's not what your body says," he teased. As if to prove his point, Snow's fingers slid up my side, dangerously close to my waist.
I turned my head sharply, glaring at him over my shoulder. "Stop being ridiculous, Snow."
"Umm…" A lazy smile formed on his beautiful lips, his eyes half-lidded, his lips hovering just inches from mine. "Ridiculous? I'd say this is pretty damn real, Zara."