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  • Part of you is the wind,” he murmured. “Oui, that is true. But even the wind sometimes rests.” Shaking her head, she slid her hand around the back of his neck, soaking in the intrinsically male heat of his skin. “Then consider me an endless storm.

    Nalini Singh (2012). “Angels' Flight: A Guild Hunter Collection”, p.49, Penguin